A little (long) update

ok.. it's been more than a week since the last
time I wrote here, and so much has happend:

Saturday a week ago (23.July.2006): My hostdad
held his first seminar.. (better to say his
assistents did, he was sort of in the
background) and there was absolutely no need
for me (or Al or anybody he had urged to
come). So I spent most of the time in the
computer room.

Sunday july 24: They told me in the evening
that they would go to Maha Sarakham city and
meet because my hostmom was going to some sort
of meeting, and in the meanwhile, they said, I
could go shopping.. That was the only reason I
went along to sit in a car jammed with people
(we were 6 ppl!) for 85 kilometers.. we drop
off my hostmom at the meeting, with her
collegue, and my hostfather told me that we
would go to shopping, just going to say hi to
his mom. We spent 4 fucking hours at his moms
place, me mostly sitting and staring out in
the air, until I, in the last hour discovered
that they had cabel tv, so I watched fox news. My hostfather said that we would pick up my
hostmother, and THEN go to shopping.. after
we finally leave his mom (he must have a real
separation anxiety) we pick up my hostmother,
and start driving away from the city.. after
ten minutes I'm like:" Eh.. aren't we going
shopping?" he is like "eeeeeeeeeeh... we...
have are in a busy" ( we were fucking going
back to their house.. that's nothing to hurry
about.. the pikkhue forgot the whole thing..
and sucks at excuses) after twenty seconds
"eeeee I forget it.. ok" (NOT OK!! Now I am
REALLY PISSED OFF!!) We go back to their
house, eat rice, and watch tv, go to bed.. I confer with Maren, I decide to call AFS the
next morning to ask what options I have with
the family..


MONDAY July 25:We are free from school for the next 3 days.I call AFS in Bangkok in the morning, no
answer.. 9am, only answering machine, at my
fourth call they pick up the phone. I am
connected over to like five people, none of
them speaks english, then they out me over to
this guy that spoke no english and was the
hosting cooordinator (sounds like a really
important job.. where you'd might wanna be
able to communicate to the students that are
beeing hosted..) He didn't understand a
SHIT!! I said " my hostfamily has not provided
me with a bed" he:" What you say now? " I
repeat.. he:" I don't understand.. bed?" me,
repeating that I have no bed. him:" What makes
you belive that.. they are beeing bad to you"
me" A BED A BED TO SLEEP ON.. A Fucking BED!!"
him: "aaah a beed" ok. I speak with advisor
bye bye, you call back in afternoon. (not
letting me talk any further.) I call back
around 4 pm and the coordinator guy isnt
there, they tell me to speak with this girl..
she speaks some better english than the guy..
she:" okeeeeey.. we have discuss with
coordinatooor. " ME:" I want to know what
options I have" I start explaining that my
school in Norway would only axcept my year
abroad if I go to a school providing me with
subjects relevant to media and communication
(like java, flash, design etc.) I explain
that I don't feel a part of the family. I ask
her nice and slowly if she could look around
for options, for where in the south there are
available families, and only keep it between
us, cuz I don't want our my hostparents to get
upset.. she says " oh yeah, Morns mum tell us
you want to change family" - me:" What? who is
Morn?"-she:" The Norwegian girl" me:" MAREN?"
she:" Yes, her hostmother tell us you want to
move" She says ok, she will look for options
and call me back.. She told me to calm down
and everything will be OK. ( like a robot
anwering machine)

30minutes-1hour later I get an sms from her
saying that my advisor will speak to me, and
the family will buy me a bed now, not just
when they have money. I concretely asked her
to CHECK FOR OPTIONS, and keep it between the
two of us. I was pissed of at AFS then.

Around 6-7 pm my hostfather comes home, not
saying anything, just hi.. (not that he
usually says anything more, so I think it's
OK) thirty minutes later or so, I see my
advisor arrive with Al, she wanted me to come
outside and speak to her.. She explained me
that AFS had called her and that my hostfather
was sad that I had told AFS about how I live. We spoke a while and agreed that both me and
my hostfather would communicate better. She
said that she would bring my hostfather out,
and said that it's nothing to worry about, She brings him out, a lot of bla bla about him
not understanding me, me not understanding
him.. and we have to communicate.. My cell
rings (Maren) and I go inside, on my way out I
bring my laptop, with their application in it
as pdf, I scroll to the page with the pictures
they had put in, and to the one with "AFS
Students Bedroom" I Asked,"why is there a
picture of your bedroom, as afs students
bedroom in the application" Oh my GOD!! You
should have seen the looks on his face, my
hostfather almost exploded!!! He started to
yell like, DO YOU THINK WE HAVE MONEY?? DO YOU
THINK WE ARE RICH?? WHAT!!?? DO YOU THINK WE
HAVE MONEY!!?? I was terrefied, he is
officially a psychopat. He started to yell
ugly tings about me to my advisor in thai, cuz
she several times said to him with a worried
voice, "you don't say that, you don't say
things like that" (he probly sent me six feet
under, and to hell and cast evil spells on me
:S ) My advisor was like: " yes yes I know,
he just build house." (I'm like, what the
fuck!?? It sure is not my problem that he
wanted an AFS student just for the prestige,
and he has no place to put me, and now his
prestige is ruined, infront of my advisor.And the she says to me : "Ok, you can go
inside".. I was seriously shaking.. then
suddenly she comes in the door " Al, come, we
are leaving".. She just left me there with
this psychopat that had already stabbed me to
death and shot me fifty times.. I was
terrefied and feared my life, I went to my
room and locked it. ( my hostmother came home
like 11pm or something)

A whole fucking week the ****** refused to
talk to me. His wife had to communicate with
me, even though she doesn't speak english!! On friday he talked to her in thai, and she
studdered to me in somewhat thai-english that
my hostfather wanted me to go to his seminar
to help the next day.. He was fucking standing
right fucing infront of me, but couldn't tell
me in my face, he had to do it through his
wife..

SATURDAY (30th of july 2006) :The cruel family wakes me up at 6 am!! I never
wake up before 1pm,. max 11-12 on weekends..
they tell me to go to the stupid seminar (you
heard it. StUPID!!!, cuz there is no point for
me to be there!!) Then we arrive at school..
After unpacking and one hour of waiting for
the attendees to arrive, he speaks to me! my
hostfather actually open his mouth and spoke
to me.. he wanted me to do some stuff opening
the seminar and play games with the people and
speak english with them..