There's no better time to refrain from doing homework and post the latest and greatest in my life than when the annoying wannabe Bill Clinton is honking away on his saxophone. I really am thinking of standing on my bed and jabbing the ceiling with my hairbrush if this unwanted concert of out of tune squeaks doesn't end soon. When it does- I might even clap.
:)
Classes weren't very good today- more talk about what reality is...
Let's get real. Reality is reality. It's what's happening. We each might have our own, and we might make our own...but what's the problem with that? Profesor Antigringo should really move on, it's time. Not that I'm not interested, but you can only spend so long on one single topic. We have a "test" tomorrow over two papers that explain the relationship between language and reality. Two papers (about 10 or so pages) wouldn't be that bad at all in English....but its a different story in Spanish. It isn't easy when you think you're on a roll and all of the sudden you come to a sentence that you can only understand one or two words of.
After class today, Nicole, Lauren and I made it to the movies. As usual, it was great. Drew Barrymore, a cold Diet Coke, and salty salty salty popcorn can really make a gringa feel at home again.
Balty is staying with his crazy abuelita tonight since tomorrow Priscilla has to go to Santiago to sell/buy clothes (still kind of a mystery). This means....I have the house to myself tomorrow! But that's not really too exciting...just means I can blare my music and take a longer shower :)
Until tomorrow,
Lesley
