Subte Pass

The dorm I'm staying in is supposed to come in every week and change out your sheets and towels and clean up I guess. But The day they came and "changed" the sheets, my sheets were the same after they left. And today, they knocked on the door to "clean" the bathroom and when I went in afterward, the trash wasn't even taken. I'm not sure what's up with that.

Today, for orientation, we had our aural Spanish exams. It wasn't bad at all. I wasn't worried about it. I mean, I'm not necessarily saying I'm a badass... actually, that's exACtly what I'm saying. Lol, that test was easy. So my exam was at 10:45am, but I got an email yesterday saying I was in Group "A", and that I had to be at the center at 9:30. So I got up around 8:15, because I was planning to go ahead and walk to the center today. It's a straight shot once you get on the main street. Too bad that was the mistake of my life. I get to the main street, I'm having a nice, breezy morning, walkin' to class, enjoying the sights, noticing some stores I haven't before, watching shops start their days. In my head, I'm like, this place isn't past the Obelisco, it's a far stretch for sure, but not bad at all. So I'm walking for about 45 minutes when I finally make it to the Obelisco, and I'm thinking I must've passed the center, because I know it's not past this, so I turn around and walk back a few blocks and pay closer attention to some buildings hoping they might be it. No luck. I stop to ask a few kiosk owners. They don't know. One pointed me farther in the wrong direction. One said she had no Idea. So I start walking again, whatever. Walking in a few circles never killed anyone. Or made them look stupid. I'm finding this place, definitely not turning around to go home. By now I've been walking for about an hour and a half. I'm walking extra slow, dragging, don't care about anything anymore. Trying to make sure I'm still holding on to my bag, so I don't get robbed. Luckily it's not hot enough for me to be sweating. I finally get to the center around 10:30. No energy at all. I'm like slumped over in my chair with my hand over my face. Everyone's like "Are you ok?" "I'm fine" After my exam, I promptly purchased a subte ticket for the way back.

While I was on the subte, I thought about how people say that those freshman who go out of state their first year, a lot of times, end up coming back because of stress or homesickness. Then I thought, what if I had gone abroad, straight from high school, to a country where English is not the official language. I almost laughed aloud. I could just imagine myself here before I was equipped with the MIchigan difference Spanish classes I've taken. Bad situation. With my personality, I would have either died in the first week, or already been at the top of my career. I like to think its the latter. I'm pretty smart and capable. Something I prove to myself from time to time. Attending a University so close to my parents affords me some luxuries that I take advantage of. Makes me a little lazier. Which is why I'm moving out of state. I still love you mom.

Right now, I'm just waiting for dinner to start, mostly. I've been looking for someone to work out with, but I haven't had a lot of luck. I walked past the "gym" today, and it was just a bunch of sweaty dudes in a room and I'm like "yeah... that's not gonna work" I signed up for a yoga class, because at the Art University, you can only take either the music or the movement classes, and for music, you have to be a major, so I'm doing dance/movement. I'm not sure why they don't offer us theatre. Lame.

Update:
*Kissing is an Argentine thing, not a Spanish thing. Possibly both.
*People don't ask you if you know Spanish here, I guess that means Spain Spanish. They ask if you speak castillo or something like that, because that's Argentine "Spanish" I guess. And it does have a lot of differences.
*Today, when someone kissed me, I kissed them back! It wasn't weird/didn't catch me off guard. I felt pretty accomplished. Basically, you just touch cheeks and make a kissing noise lol, but still. If you aren't expecting that, it's weird.
*Oh! I met a guy who's just like Mike Ambler. More about him later. It's so funny. The similarities are striking.