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Let's call today: 'Thursday, 31 July 2008'

pirategirl wrote in the notebook:
The Willunga Almond Blossom Festival
(in part, in brief)

We went to the Festival on Saturday. It was the only day during the Almond Blossom Fest that I had off work, so off we went. I had emailed Mum earlier during the week asking if their current Korean exchange student would like to come.
She emailed back that she said she'd love to.

Love to? I think not.

You know how most of the students, when we take them to these sort of things, go absolutely mental with the many thankyous and the trying everything and joining in and buying a zillion things more than they can carry to take home for you guys and their family and their friends back home?
Well this kid did absolutely none of that.

She didn't say anything. Didn't do anything. Didn't buy anything. Didn't seem interested at all.
After a while I concluded that she only agreed to come because perhaps it was impolite to decline the invitation? I felt like asking her why the hell she even said yes.

She started to talk a little bit while we were sitting waiting for Lauren at the toilets, and I thought hello she'll brighten up. But it was very shortlived and she soon fell silent again.

We went on rides, only one of which she joined us for, and when I said I'd pay altogether and to pay me back when we got off, I had to peel it out of her afterwards. I don't think she understands as much as we think,..... or conveniently acts so.
We joined in on the (FREE) family activities: stilts, bubbles, henna etc. and she just watched. We only got her to try the bubbles when Gina (my chiro and lady running that stall) egged her to do it, and then only a couple tries on the stilts and then that was it from her.

She sat and stared at the bands like they werent there. And when we came thru the many many awesome stalls and sideshows and foodages, she bought only a drink all day and threw $2 into our communal chips from the corner (i decided that for the same price chips would be decidedly more plentiful if we got them from the corner rather than at the fair, so, when she said she wanted chips, over we walked to get chips) for tea.

It was a constant struggle to amuse her and eventually I stopped trying. Though we did our very best not to exclude her, she seemed to like doing it herself. And even when we got home, she just got out of the car, walked inside, walked past me when I bumped into her in the hallway, and disappeared into her room.

What the hells up there??

I wanted to yell "why the fuck did you even come?? I'd have enjoyed myself just fine without you, and you could have been stuck for the weekend with my crazy parents..."

Sigh. I guess we just weren't on the same wavelength, and maybe she just doesnt know how to let go and have fun.

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