I got a tan yesterday.
It's pouring rain right now and it makes me so happy. I love warm weather and sunshine, but more than anything I LOVE rain. Those ridiculous, warm downpours. I love them. I remember back home the first night I had my license, I was out driving around and it started to downpour like nothing I had ever seen. I had never driven in rain, bare in mind, and I'm a nervous driver anyway. So I freaked. But rain, it makes me want to run around outside and it always calms my nerves. So many people think of rain negatively, but it puts me in the best moods. Here, I have no grass to run in or porch to sit out and watch the sky on. But it was another awesome day here.
I meant to write yesterday, but I was, for once, extremely busy. Yesterday was an amazing day. The best day I had since coming here. School went by so quickly, and I'm getting really used to everyone here. Reguardless of the fact that I slept for four hours the night before and barely got out of bed that morning, it was a successful day. I took a test in Portuguese, as a total joke. I circled the answers to the three multiple choice questions by using the ever so wonderful "eenie meenie miney moe..." and drew a big smiley face in an open space on the test. In school I do a lot of writing in my notebook, just thoughts and whatever pops into my head at that particular moment. But I was getting bored with it so my teacher asked if I wanted a test and I said sure. I gave it a go, for about a minute and a half, then went outside (it was SOOOO beautiful out). I do absolutely nothing in school. I sit there, and revently I've been a little bit obnoxious, but hey, it happens. I have nothing really expected of me except to show up, which is nice.
Later that day I went to a second school, another private school in my city, with a new friend who goes there. She showed me around, brought me to her English school, and I spent a good chunk of the afternoon with her. We got my camera and walked around the city center taking pictures of Christmas things I wanted to show. We spent a lot of time just walking and talking and I had an AMAZING cake. I was SOOO shocked. Every treat and candy I've had since coming here was more than disappointing, but her mother bought this coconut cake that was moist and AMAZING. JUST AMAZING. The American in me still exists. Food makes me happier than pretty much anything, hahahah.
Finally, I went home and was ready to sleeeep. It was around 530 and I was so exhausted. My little sister came home and told me my friend from school was coming over after shes done with something downstairs... I died. I already took out my contacts and put on non clothes and wanted to pass out. I sucked it up and a bunch of people from school met up at her house to have chimarro. Chimarro is this herb that you drink, it is a little bit like tea...but not at all. It's definitely an acquired taste but I love it. There are special cups and these metal straws you use for it. It's more of a local kind of thing, but it's HUGE around here. I love it. We usually drink to herb with tang or some fruit juice. It tastes better that way.
I left early to go home and talk to Brian. That kills me more than almost anything. I can't say that I miss my family very much, because in honesty, I do not. My friends back home are extremely limited now. Brian is the one who makes effort to talk to me the most, which I love. It sucks so bad that my internet connection here is garbage, and he can barely ever see my face or hear me clearly. Talking to a screen image of my boyfriend is something I will never get used to, it's not him, but I'm more than grateful for any communication.
I realize that people are not reading my blog to hear me complain, so I'm turning a new leaf. Imprisonment, I have come to find, becomes much easier when you accept that fact that you're most likely not going anywhere for a very long time. I accept that, I suppose. Once you embrace it, it's all good. I don't miss much back home, and that makes staying here easier. I'm getting used to the food and the culture. I'm still lacking on my Portuguese effort...but every day I fall in love with this place even more.
Until next time :D
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