My blog is begging for another entry. I feel if I don't start writing then it would grow obsolete. First of all I'm going to post pictures on facebook before I forget. Please take a moment to ponder while I post these pictures. ~La la la la~ Ok guys I actually have a lot of things to say and I do not know if I will remember everything.
First of all I realize my pictures are a bit lame. Or to me they look like they are missing something, people. It looks like I am all by myself taking pictures of objects that does not have anything to do with people. To be honest that is a bit true, not completely. When I am with people I do not take pictures because most of the time I forget and the few time I remember I feel too embarrassed to ask people to take a picture with me. I guess it's understandable though. If I just met you and want to take a picture of you for my friends to see how would you feel. I won't go overboard with pictures I just felt bad because you have not seen the people I met yet.
So last time I wrote I was looking for an new place to live. Let me quickly explain what happened. I went to the church Tina Colon recommended and they were very very nice and I got to meet a lot of people there and they were concerned for my welfare and also wanted to know if I could sing or play the guitar. Lol They really needed musicians. While I can play the guitar, I have not practised for a while and only remember one song by heart. However, I ended playing ( or trying to) play the guitar anyways. A lot of them told me about Argentina and asked me about Hollywood (the movies). A lady I met there, Carolina, had an apartment and said I could share it with her if I wanted. And it is a nice apartment (see the pictures on facebook) so I agreed. Later I also got to hang out with Carolina and a friend and another exchange student from University of Texas. We saw Oliver Stone's documentary called South of the Border. It is very good. I recommend it. It basically uncovered the truth behind the leaders and political movements in South America. It showed how the U.S. interpreted a lot of thing wrong and told the public lies (What's new). After we went to a cafe and ordered hot chocolate. Honestly it was one of the best cups of hot chocolate I ever had. The hot chocolate in the U.S. has nothing on that. It was soooo rich with chocolate. I feel really bad for someone who grew up on that chocolate and then moved to the U.S. They would have been severely disappointed. I also had churros which were the best churros I ever had. I never liked churros until I had them here. It was a bit oiler but wass sooo good.
I began wondering how Argentines stayed in shape with soo much great food around them. There are so many panerias that sell bread and pastries. I guess they are not greedy. Soo much good food. Is it bad that I want to spend most of my money of food?? lol I'll try not to gain weight while I'm here. In fact, I'm about to sign up for a gym. Also, I feel that most people here are between fat and skinny. I haven't seen obese people but I haven't see really skinny or much fit people. I feel that in the U.S. people tend to be more on the extremes: obese or skinny. Just an observation. Also there is not a lot of darker skin people here. Not that I mind. Some people told me Argentines are racist but I have not had any problems so far.
The night before I moved out of Milonga too my new apartment I meet a lot of people. It had to be the night befor I moved out didn't it. There was this British guy there who was travelling and we spoke for at least two hours about places he traveled to, good places to go in Argentina and how to get there. He was interesting and I got to speak English again. He asked me if I saw any Argentine boy I liked lol. The boys in Argentina tend to be shorter. And no I haven't seen any I liked. lol Did I mention a lot of people smoke here. I never breathed this much smoke in my life. I also meet people from Colombia, Puerto Rico, Chile, and Venezuela. A lot of travelers at this hostel too bad I was leaving.
The apartment I moved to was a bit closer to school. It was a 15 min walk. So the first day of class when swell. My mom was worried about me doing engineering in another language. Turns out they use the same terminology and explain things similarly. Of course the words are in spanish but most of them were very close to the english word. The classes has less people and it is more personal. My first teacher was very nice to me. He was more like a teacher in highschool than a professor. He introduced me to people and showed me his office. The second teacher was a bit more formal like regular profesors. I have one class per day but each class is 5 hours long. I still have probablidad and estatisticas to start tomorrow. Did I mention how Argentines kiss each other to greet people. I know a lot of Hispanics do it but I never had to do it so many times even with my professor. Honestly, I prefer it to a handshake. I never liked handshakes before they are too formal to me. That's one thing that shocked me when I went to Uconn. In highschool I didn't shake people's hand when I met them why did I have to do it at Uconn?? Anyways, I usually shake people's hand if they want to shake mine. Also to wash clothes in the city I have to go to a lavadero where you pay them to wash clothes for you. Different huh??
I guess these fews day I began to feel more adjusted and more comfortable especially with moving into a new apartment. Places began to look familar (which sometimes still doesn't help when I'm lost). I haven't been really lost though, only a little. lol Now I'm worried about not spending too much money on stuff and trying to get in somewhat of I routine which is actually normal things for me to worry about while at Uconn. I also want to travel to different places every saturday and I'm trying to help out with a student group at school and at church. Well I guess I'll keep you posted.
~Ciao
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