this goes out to my homie MattMoonen
ok. things.
I don´t know how to write a livejournal from abroad. the problems I have:
1. i have become wonderfully fluent in Spanglish. It´s all we talk here. like just now, i wanted to say, i don´t know how to write a livejournal desde abroad. unfortunately, being proficiet in spanglish is not good enough for Georgetown. apparently, i´m here to learn spanish or something. ha, good one guys.
2. you don´t know the people i hate. there´s someone in the computer lab right now, and i hate her so much. like, if hate were a liquid it´d be oozing from me. oh the hate.
2´. you don´t know anyone i know. i can´t complain and make funny comments about people, such as my awful host family. like, susan finds it funny, but she´d be the only one.
2". you don´t know what a joven is. a joven is a young argentine. but not all young argentines are jovenes. oh the jovenes. you´ll never know. really, you won´t.
3. i´m lazy
ok. so things i am doing right now: stalking groups on facebook. seriously, there are some mighty funny facebook groups. i am dying.
things susan and i did last night:
-went to dinner at Il Gatto. had "cuerdas de guitarra" which means guitar strings, which we luckily guessed right as being a type of pasta. yes, seems strang. but we have angel hair pasta.
-we thought they gave us champagne flutes of tang. obviously, they didn´t. it was some sort of drink on the house. and when i say on the house, i mean not, because they charge you for it in the fucking cubierto (servicio de mesa aka table charge)
-had some of the best coca light i´ve had since being here. carbonated, cold. so good, i ordered a second. oh wait, they fucking gouge you on gaseosa. 3 pesos each. our gaseosa total was 12 pesos. that plus the cubierto was 17 pesos. oh wait, that´s just about half our 33 peso meal. (btw, divide by three to get dollar amount. oh wait, 11 bucks for bread, drinks, two diet cokes each, and a pasta meal)
-went to Freddo for ice cream after. susan has gone every night this week and i witnessed her make a pledge to go every night for the rest of the semester. at freddo, we commented on how romantical the courtyard is, and how when we double date with Pedro and Silent Juan, we will def come here and make them spend some of their drug money on us.
-realized that i need monedas to take the colectivo. we went to a kiosko and i bought susan a bon-bon so i could get change. then we walked to her new apartment and stood outside for awhile
***night takes a turn for the interesting***
wait, another problem being here....get kicked off computer.
don´t worry, MattMoonene....more to come
ok bye
I don´t know how to write a livejournal from abroad. the problems I have:
1. i have become wonderfully fluent in Spanglish. It´s all we talk here. like just now, i wanted to say, i don´t know how to write a livejournal desde abroad. unfortunately, being proficiet in spanglish is not good enough for Georgetown. apparently, i´m here to learn spanish or something. ha, good one guys.
2. you don´t know the people i hate. there´s someone in the computer lab right now, and i hate her so much. like, if hate were a liquid it´d be oozing from me. oh the hate.
2´. you don´t know anyone i know. i can´t complain and make funny comments about people, such as my awful host family. like, susan finds it funny, but she´d be the only one.
2". you don´t know what a joven is. a joven is a young argentine. but not all young argentines are jovenes. oh the jovenes. you´ll never know. really, you won´t.
3. i´m lazy
ok. so things i am doing right now: stalking groups on facebook. seriously, there are some mighty funny facebook groups. i am dying.
things susan and i did last night:
-went to dinner at Il Gatto. had "cuerdas de guitarra" which means guitar strings, which we luckily guessed right as being a type of pasta. yes, seems strang. but we have angel hair pasta.
-we thought they gave us champagne flutes of tang. obviously, they didn´t. it was some sort of drink on the house. and when i say on the house, i mean not, because they charge you for it in the fucking cubierto (servicio de mesa aka table charge)
-had some of the best coca light i´ve had since being here. carbonated, cold. so good, i ordered a second. oh wait, they fucking gouge you on gaseosa. 3 pesos each. our gaseosa total was 12 pesos. that plus the cubierto was 17 pesos. oh wait, that´s just about half our 33 peso meal. (btw, divide by three to get dollar amount. oh wait, 11 bucks for bread, drinks, two diet cokes each, and a pasta meal)
-went to Freddo for ice cream after. susan has gone every night this week and i witnessed her make a pledge to go every night for the rest of the semester. at freddo, we commented on how romantical the courtyard is, and how when we double date with Pedro and Silent Juan, we will def come here and make them spend some of their drug money on us.
-realized that i need monedas to take the colectivo. we went to a kiosko and i bought susan a bon-bon so i could get change. then we walked to her new apartment and stood outside for awhile
***night takes a turn for the interesting***
wait, another problem being here....get kicked off computer.
don´t worry, MattMoonene....more to come
ok bye