I don't remember anything at all about Tuesday the 28th, other than that I know I went to classes and studied a ton. Wednesday was my first real midterm, in my BC Argentine history course. Basically studied all day for that, took the exam and am pretty sure that I did at least okay. Afterwards, my BC crew all scattered to our respective houses for dinner, and then Lauren, Joe and I met up with the DiTella kids at TGIFridays for drinks/appetizers/deserts. Although we had a few food fiascos (the fruit drinks all tasted like the wrong fruits; Argentines apparently consider barbecue sauce to be the same thing as hot sauce; we still don't know WHAT kind of cheese they put on their potato skins, but we strongly suspect it's CheezeWhiz) we had a good time- it was a good way to de-stress after the exam. I headed home early to watch a movie for my class in the morning, and went to bed afterwards.
On Thursday, I woke up early and headed out to my 10am class as usual (which, keep in mind, involves a 5-10 minute walk to the subte, a 30-45 minute subte ride, and a 15-20 minute walk to school). When I got there, my class discovered that my teacher failed to show up AGAIN and couldn't be bothered to send us and email to let us know AGAIN. Mind you, this is the crazy psychotic one who takes five points off our final grade every time we're late, ten points off for every unexcused abscence, and emails us almost every day to yell at us for one thing or another. (Side note: we thought it was a half a point per tardy and one point per absence- unfortunately, she meant on a ten-point scale). Since I then had four hours until my next class (too much time to hang out and do nothing, but not enough time to go home and back) I went to the computer lab and caught up on emails/tax forms/homework downloads for several hours. I hate how dependent my life is on an internet connection.
After classes were over, my entire BC crew went to a birthday party for one of John and Mickey's roommates. It was a lot of fun- the party was on the roof/balcony of this house in the middle of the city and it was packed with about a million people. There were quite a few people who were way too drunk for their own good, but it was really entertaining and we all made it home without any serious injuries. Some slight drama towards the end, as there tends to be with our group, but nothing too bad.
Friday was a feriado (Argentina's equivalent of Labor Day, as far as I can tell) so my class was canceled and I got to sleep late. I spent most of the day working on homework/procrastinating, and then went out to dinner that night with Joe and Lauren. We went to a restaurant called Il Gatto, which had amazing pictures of their food on their website but didn't live up to them in actuality. Overall the food was good but not amazing like we had hoped. After dinner we went to the movies and met up with the DiTella kids to go see "Tierra" (aka "Earth") which was really cool. I spent most of the movie wondering how they managed to film it, and hoping that the small animals they showed on screen wouldn't be eaten on camera.
Saturday was spent writing my midterm paper for my Premios Nobel class (which is the most boring out of all my classes, but surprisingly not my least favorite). I stayed in instead of going out with everyone and got to talk to Joshua for a few hours and catch up on all my TV shows, which was really nice. Sunday was laundry, homework, groceries, and studying, and Monday was just studying until my head felt like it was going to explode. Lauren and I broke our diet rule and went to Modena for ice cream, which was probably the best decision I made all weekend. It helped me hang on to my sanity for a few more hours, at any rate.
Tuesday was supposed to be my appointment for my student visa, which I had to move to Wednesday after my professor told my that she would fail me if I failed to show up for my midterm, even though the appointments are randomly assigned by the government and are not supposed to be changed under any circumstances. Her reply to my email was rude and completely unprofessional...I wonder if I could get her in trouble for that? At any rate, after battling with UCA and the visa department for days, I was able to get it switched, thanks to the awesome study abroad advisor Francisco.
That meant that I got to go take my final on Tuesday, which meant I woke up arounf 530 to study beforehand. Luckily the final didn't end up being as hard as I thought it would be, but was wayyy too long for the amount of time she gave us. You could feel the hate in the room after she handed out the tests- I kept looking up during class and seeing people glaring murderously at her, which was very amusing. I went to the rest of my classes and then went home, bringing Robin and Ben G with me to Joe's Cinco de Mayo party at our house. Joe made Mexican food for himself, Robin, Ben G, Steve, and Lis, and after they ate the DiTella girls came over for prebol and everyone (except me, and Ben G and Lis, who went home) went out to a boliche to celebrate. By the time everyone left to go out, it was after 230 in the morning, which was not the happiest realization, since I still had to shower, go to bed, and be awake by 5. Needless to say, I got no sleep, especially because I woke up to talk to Lauren when she got home around 4. Ooops.
Wednesday was visa day, so Joe and I got up superearly (correction: I got up superearly, and dragged Joe's butt out of bed five minutes before we had to leave) and went to the visa place for 730. Luckily, we were done with everything by nine, which was awesome because most of the other kids had to stay for seven or eight hours. We went home and I got to take a quick nap before having lunch and heading out to class. Unfortunately, we had a bus tour instead of our 4pm history class, which was unbelievably boring and went an hour over class time. We all also were trying to nap on the bus had it not been for the incessant chattering of a certain person.
Thursday was another miserably long day of class, and a sad day for me because Lauren left for Peru for four days. Clearly not okay. On Friday, I had to wake up early to go to a mandatory make-up class for the class that my professor didn't show up for. Why WE had to make up a class that SHE missed, I'll never know. I'll add it to the list of reasons why I hate her. That night, Joe, Lis, Robin, Anne, and I went over to Joanna's apartment, and she made AWESOME Mexcian enchiladas for us and Adrian and Mickey. We all hung out there for a while, which was fun, and then I headed out early to meet up with my UBA friends at Sugar, a bar near my house. We were there until 3 or 4 in the morning, and had an awesome time. This was our first time hanging out outside of class, and we decided to definitely do it more often. One of the perks of hanging out with them is that it forces me to use my Spanish. Since we're all from different countries, Spanish is really the only common language we all have, which is kind of cool. Apparently mine has improved more than I thought, because I had a number of people tell me that I spoke really well. I made friends with a drunk guy from Indiana, who picks up a British accent when he drinks, and I met a couple girls from England, a few from the States, and a couple of German guys. Altogether a good experience- plus, my friend Jordana introduced me to the owners of the bar, and if they remember me next time I won't have to pay the entrance fee.
On Saturday, I did some homework and finally joined the gym. I went with the girls and Joe for a little bit, and then met up with Lis and Robin later that day to go to the Museo de Bellas Artes. It was smaller than I expected, but they had some really cool pieces. They also had some that made me question their taste in art (a piece of brown canvas with a slash in it? Really?) but it was cool to wander around and see everything. We went out to Hard Rock Cafe after the museum and then went back to their place to watch movies and have a much needed (for me, anyways) girls night.
Sunday and Monday (today!!) are dedicated to homework and organizing the disaster area that is my room right now. I also got to talk to Beanie yesterday and get some dates nailed down for when she comes to visit me, which was exciting. Supposedly I also have a skype date with the Vaillancourts tonight, which makes me really happy- I can't wait to talk them and hear all their crazy stories.
Also, another round of postcards went out a few days ago, so if you've requested one and haven't gotten it yet, keep an eye out!
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