Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. I am so done. I don't remember what I learned in grammar class - I don't really like my new teacher. I guess it's a good thing we only have them for a week at a time. My conversational teacher was decent. She wants to see pictures of where we live tomorrow. Our situational spanish teacher had a disney book and all we did was write down different spanish words for objects. That was decent - mindless work, which was much needed after conjugating estar and the difference between esta/an y hay. ugh. I am toast.
I found out today that Rissy gets to go home for the weekend for the baby blessing and dental work. All I can say is I am extremely jealous. I am so sick of being here. I guess a lot of it is that I have to do what other people want me to do 24/7. It's not like at home where I'm off work and I can do whatever the crap I want. Whereas here, it's like, you HAVE to eat at 7:15, you HAVE to go to class at 8:00, you HAVE to go eat again at 3:30-freakin 5:30, you HAVE to go to bed cause you HAVE to get up in the morning. And speaking of mornings, I just cannot tolerate food that early. My body still hasn't adjusted to the time change - so it's like eating breakfast at 5am. I just can't stomach it. hahaha
We were invited to go see 21 Black Jack with our host parents tonight (or tomorrow Lydia was saying this morning since she was so tired) - I don't want to go. I told Drew I don't want to go, but he says he feels obligated to do so. B.friggin S. I thought that being assertive meant that I got to do what I want instead of the wishy washy, I guess crap. This is trash.
Oh, and I found out that the calling cards you can buy here don't work, and the one we bought doesn't work, so if you were waiting for a phone call - sorry - it's not going to happen. :(
I guess that's about it. blah blah blah