- The family went to grandpas for father's day, so I'd thought I'd venture out onto the porch to give the dog some attention (he lives outside). I gave him a nice back-scratch which he loved, and for a moment I thought I had a new best friend. It all turned out to be too good to be true when the needs-to-be-neutered pup mounted me and was ready for action (note: he probably weighs over 100 lbs). I had to run inside, and no one saw me. He now thinks we are friends with benefits. He watches me while I sleep.
Two separate mornings, waking up to this.
This is not a joke.
-I texted my host dad telling him that I would be staying in the city for dinner and he did not have to cook for me. his response read "swt as". I was offended/ confused because I thought it was weird to say "sweet ass" to someone, but apparently its a popular enough saying that while I was walking and mulling it over on Queen st., I saw a sweatshirt in the window that read "sweet as, bro". I felt stupid.
-My first day at MAGS, I was sitting in the Science department office eating my sandwich quietly and alone while the teachers were socializing. An older male teacher sitting next to me proclaimed that America was the world's reason for poor water quality, destruction of the ozone, and world wide poverty and starvation. The dept. head thought this was a good idea to stop him mid-cnversation and introduce me to the department as the "new American student teacher". Yay.
-While discussing food over dinner with my host family ("we eat this in America""we don't eat this in NZ" etc), they asked me if I had ever eaten a pig's head. I thought they were kidding. They weren't. Its for special occasions, and they are going to make me one.
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