Fun stuff and hell week

Fortunately my life has gotten a little more interesting recently, so I actually have at least a few things to write about. Tuesday was uneventful (they tend to be with class from 10am-9pm), so other than class I don't think there was really anything noteworthy. On Wednesday, after our normal morning errands (paying rent, going to the gym, making lunch, stopping at the grocery store) Lauren and I went to a cafe near UBA to kill time before class. At the cafe, she went to use the bathroom, only to find that there were two unmarked bathrooms. After walking into the first one and seeing a row of urinals, she decided she was in the wrong one, and headed into what was evidently the girls bathroom. All of the lights were off, but when she walked in and turned them on, she discovered that there was a man sitting in one of the stalls, minus his pants, laughing maniacally in the dark with the stall door open. Needless to say, she got out of there as fast as she could, only to discover when he came out of the bathroom that he had another table very close to ours, in the deserted second floor of the restaurant. At that point we ate and got the check as quickly as we could and escaped minus the perverted bathroom laugher.

After that unusual experience, I headed to class for an hour, and ducked out early for our presentation from Habitat for Humanity- Argentina. Pretty much our entire group decided to volunteer, and we're still waiting on our placement, but I think that it'll be a good experience. After the presentation, we had history class as usual and then went out for burritos. I met up with Lauren and the DiTella girls afterwards, and we all went to the movies to see 17 Again, which was entertaining even though it wasn't the greatest movie I've ever seen. Lauren and I went to the gym after we got home, watched some TV and did our homework, and went to bed.

Thursday was a repeat of Tuesday- I should really stop including them in here. Nothing ever happens on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
Friday was a productive day, thankfully- gym, grocery shopping, homework, class, party planning, and laundry. That night, about 15 of us went to a restaurant near our house for Ben's 21st birthday dinner. The food was not as good as we had hoped but the birthday boy had a good time at the very least. After dinner, we all came back to my apartment building, where Joe, Lauren, and I had rented the salon (an empty floor in our building designed for parties and such) and started the party. We had cake and ice cream, of course, and a ton of people showed up. Overall the party was a lot of fun and I think everyone there had a great time.
We kicked everyone out at about 3am (the latest you can reserve the room until) and Lauren and I cleaned up the mess that was left since Joe had mysteriously disappeared. We found out when we got back to our apartment that he had left the party in the middle, come upstairs, and passed out on his bed, fully clothed and with all the lights on. It seems to be a habit of his.

On Saturday, Lis and I waited all day to hear from Amanda, who supposedly got into town on Thursday and had yet to call us/respond to our frantic facebook messages asking if she was alive. I spent most of the day doing homework and killing time, until finally Lis called to let me know that she had heard from Amanda and that we were all meeting at Lis's house at 7. After rushing around to get ready (it was almost 6:30 by this point) I made it to Lis's at 7. We sent everyone on ahead to a restaurant for drinks and told them we would catch up with them when Amanda arrived. After an hour and a half of waiting, Amanda finally showed up with all of her friends from Chile, who were really nice. We took them out to a Mexican restaurant nearby (apparently they can't get their hands on Mexican food in Chile) and had dinner, but Joe and I both started feeling sick towards the end and had to duck out early to run home. We told Amanda to call us the next day to hang out as well as next weekend, when her group would be back in town for their return trip to Chile.

On Sunday, I waited around all day to hear from her, and did homework for a while. Stayed in that night with Joe, who had gotten some bad news about one of his cousins and needed the company.

Monday, Joe, Lauren and I were still all feeling sick, so we stayed in for most of the day and watched tv/did homework. Lauren and I made one excursion to go pick up her concert tickets and change my flight home to two weeks earlier- neither of which was successful. That night I worked on my creative project for my class with the awful professor and went to bed.

The only relevant thing that happened on Tuesday was that I skipped out on my last class an hour early. After listening to my professor explain to us what an introductory paragraph, thesis statement, and conclusion were for two hours, I figured my time would be better spent studying for my three exams in the next two days. Spent the remainder of the night studying, which I think ended up being a good call on my part.

Wednesday was final exam part one for my UBA class, which wasn't too bad. History class was the same as always, except that a few of the BC kids had friends from home visiting. Adrian's friend basically monopolized the entire class discussion, which was a little weird considering that he obviously didn't do the reading or know anything about the topic. Wednesday night was spent doing another project for my dreaded Cuentos class.

Thursday involved turning in a project in my first class, taking the second half of my final in my second class (the speaking portion- normally I bomb the speaking parts, but I got a perfect score!) and taking a midterm in my third class. Basically I was just excited to have survived that day.

Friday, I headed out to UBA for my last class and to get my grades (an A- too bad I don't get credit for it and took it pass/fail). I then walked the 25ish blocks to the post office to pick up the package that my mom mailed me almost two months ago. I'm almost afraid to open it, because there's food in there that definitely would not keep for two months. Once I got there, they told me that my passport number and multiple forms of photo ID were not good enough and that I would have to come back with my actual passport to get my package. Needless to say, I was less than thrilled. Came home and got sushi with Lauren and Joe for dinner, which I hadn't tried in years but really liked. Will definitely be ordering it again. We also rented a movie, and Lauren and I stayed in and watched it while Joe went to a party for a friend of his.

That morning, Joe got home at 645 and proceeded to turn his music up all the way, turn the tv up all the way, slammed every door in the house multiple times, slammed dishes around in the sink, and ignored us when we yelled at him to please be a little quieter. Since it was fairly obvious that he was drunk and angry, we decided to stay in bed and just wait it out instead of confronting him. After 45 minutes of angry slamming and full volume confusion, he finally went to bed and we managed to go back to sleep.

When we got up a few hours later, we discovered that he had left the freezer open all night, and that there was a flood of water all over our kitchen floor and all of our food had defrosted. We cleaned it up and resisted the urge to blast our music and wake him up, and went to the gym instead to remove the temptation. That day, he didn't say a word to us, and we obviously were annoyed enough to not want to speak to him either. Lauren and I went to the grocery store, printed some school stuff out at a locutorio, and basically avoided the issue for a while since we were still so angry and didn't know what we did to provoke him.

I did homework for a while, and that night Lauren and I went over to Memo's to meet up with everyone to watch the Lakers-Nuggets game and hang out. Joe ended up showing up, and made Lauren and I leave the party to discuss what had happened. Timing could have been better, since we missed the majority of the game and the party, but whatever. We all had a screaming match and got everything out in the open, and finally resolved things for the most part, although I'm still annoyed. After we finally got that dramatic mess straightened out, we were able to go back to the party, which was basically ending by that point. We all headed out to a bar to hang out for a while and headed home around three.

Today is designated homework/blogging/Skype dates to figure out travel plans day. Beanie and Elizabeth are each coming to see me, which is really exciting :)