first day of school

Wow. Wow. I don't think I've ever done anything so stressful or strange in my entire life! It is great though! Yesterday Sissel took me to look around, and it is HUGE. It is about as far from North as you can imagine. Steel and glass, auditoriums for classrooms, cappacino machines instead of water fountains, amazingly designed and decorated, and did I mention HUGE! so after that I was pretty anxious about what would happen, Not knowing anything else but that it was huge. This Morning, Sissel took me to the bus stop and said Ole would look after me. And let me tell you, I would not have survived without him! He pretty much stayed with me the whole day- which only included 30 mins. of class. after the short class, We met up with about six other people and walked the the mall where we just kinda strolled around. Then we went back to the cafeteria- If you can even call it that- more like a restraunt- and hung around till we got bored about noon or so. Then Ole and I took the bus back to Løten and went to his house. We watched a couple shows till Sissel came and picked me up, and here I am. In shock. It is so cool- I mean, there is so much freedom here for the students, but everyone is so responsible it is not abused. Tomorow has great potentual to be interesting- at noon our class is going to a beach on the lake to have a cookout- Ole said that as a "getting to know you / icebreaker" the classes have a competition to see who can make the longest rope- out of clothes. welcome to Norway =)

All the people here are very nice- quite shy at first though I have noticed. They warned us at language camp that you had to talk to them for a while first, And I see that now, But as soon as you get to know each other they are all quite nice- the people I have met anyway. I think I forgot to post this- Sunday Sissel and I met my first host family for coffee- I love them! Solvieg, the mother, is so nice and, well, motherly. Rolv the father is very nice as well. Ole, My new brother is great. He is very nice and makes sure I am where I am supposed to be. He's pretty cute too, and loves heavy metal, though he doesn't seem the type. At school I met many people who's names I can't pronounce, but I like them all. Hilda and Helena are my second and third host sisters, and they are both nice people. Well, Better go eat Santa's little helpers! (Just kidding, Its tomatoe soup.)