My art class here is called "grabado". In the USA that's print making. My art class is full of those stereotypical artist kids (think dredlocks and wacky clothing... i love it). My teacher is a total hippie and listens to a lot of reggae and american ska music. Although, today she probably thought I was an idiot because she had to explain how to do something to me twice before I understood. I dont know these tools in english, let alone spanish.
My class in the Valenciana is really nice. Its my cine and literatura class and it's pretty fun. Abby's dad is the professor, and he cracks jokes the entire time.
I've met a lot more people here. I saw what a student apartment here looks like (probably the grossest place ever, and I wouldn't consider myself a particularly clean person). I have checked out all the fun places with my friends. My mexican friends force me to speak spanish, which is a lot easier with them than in a classroom for some reason. My family told me last night my spanish has improved considerably.
I can't believe I have been here an entire month. My family sent me a package but I have to go into town to the post office to pick it up. They don't have door service here.
Cell phones are weird here too. There's no package. You recharge your phone (by peso amounts) which determine what happens.
Tomorrow my friends and I are going to see "Que Paso Ayer?" which here is "The Hangover" because some of our mexican friends havent seen it and therefore don't get our jokes quite yet.
Everyone here is so nice. I really can't get over it. Tonight my friends and I plan to go out. These 8am classes every morning make me want to scream, but I guess after tomorrows class I can nap for the rest of the day (until movie time). My shower here is warm. I really can't complain.
Grandecito - A little big
Chido/Que Padre/Esta Padre- cool
^I don't know, I'll update the fun phrases list later. Right now we're going to the centro.
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