August 27

Today is the first monday I´ve had of a week that will be completely full of all my classes. Mondays are not actually going to be too bad because I don´t have class until 3 pm. Tonight I´m going to try Modern II instead of Ballet II because ballet is turning out to be far over my head and I think that I look like an idiot enough around here, I don´t want to look like a complete idiot in dance too. The only problem is that Modern goes from 7-9pm monday, wednesday, and friday. That´s pretty late for me... and on fridays it´s going to be a pain. Oh well, dance is more important than anything else while I´m here so... there you go.

Let´s see... I guess it´s been almost 5 days since the last time I wrote. I got my student visa fine, though it took hours of sitting, staring blankly around the room. We had to be there at 8 am and I did not get enough sleep to utilize the time to study... so I did the stupor thing. But it was fine. On friday I went out with the austrian and met some more Argentines who were very nice. It was fun. So I slept most of the day on Saturday before going out to dinner with Lauren to a restaurant in my neighborhood. It was the first time I´d eaten in my neighborhood and it was a fabulous choice. We got free bread and empanadas before we ordered, then a real salad with lettuce (rather rare around here), corn, potatoes, tomatoes, and eggs on it. We also shared what they call a tortilla which is kindof like an open faced omlette. It was very delicioius. We won that round of the never ending adventure with food. After that I went home because my family was having a party in our living room. I sat around for about two hours because it didn´t even start until after midnight. It wasn´t really a party per say, it was more like a free concert of my roommates and all their friends in my living room. The music was good for the most part and definitely interesting, but I was really tired for some reason and hermitly went to bed at 1 am. I was so tired I could sleep through the loud music and all the clapping and whistling. I woke up at about 6:30, shortly (I assume) after everyone else left, to use the bathroom. It was raining really hard and I could hear it very well through my skylight, so I stayed up listening to it for some time and had a text message conversation with one of my argentine friends who was just getting to bed and was very confused why I had a) gone to bed at 1 and b) woken up at 7 am on sunday morning. shrug. I did go back to sleep for a while though.

Last night I went to the WORLD TANGO CHAMPIONSHIPS with Lauren. It was very cool. It was the sala competition which means it was more like social tango than stage tango. It made me think that I would probably actually like doing this tango thesis idea. So, I´ll follow that for a while and see how it goes.

It´s weird to me that classes at UNC started today and I wasn´t there. It´s also weird to me that Spencer´s huge beautiful appartment has never met me and that Katiana is tanning and wearing long skirts on a beautiful beach in Africa and that Emily is sharing the only home I´ve know as an independent adult with three other people and that Royce went to the hospital and I didn´t know about it until just now. My mom went on assignment, my brother has a girlfriend I´ve never met, and my dad´s bike broke. Molly is starting school and should be back from a trip to california by now. I don´t know where Mindy is or what she is doing. Dan is going to be a father any day now. Did the Colorado Eagle season start yet? This is the long way to say that it´s so easy to forget that the world keeps moving even when you´re not there to see it. This is a little comforting and a little more disconcerting. Stay safe friends. I´ll see you again soon.