8.26.2004

Life is continuing here. I´m past the first stage of culture shock where everything is eçreally cool and magical. It´s normal, day to day life. The next stage is supposed to be I HATE IT HERE, but I only feel that way sometimes, and only at school. School troubles me a bit. No the courses, the people.

I enjoy my walk home with Elias though.We don´t talk much, and the awkward silence kills me, but I enjoy his company, no matter how silent it may be.

One thing I feel is special here are the dogs. It´s not uncommon to see dogs wandering the street. Yesterday while walking to Gym, I saw this beautiful dog that looked like it could be a mix between a Collie and a German Sherherd. It was sleeping in front of the DISCO store, which is like a supermarket here.

There´s something different about there dogs. They´re the nicest, sweetest, most friendly dogs I´ve seen in my entire life. They´re so loyal. One night, my brother and I were walking down to the neighborhood kiosco and our ´neighborhood dog´ followed us. She waited patiently outside while we got our supplies, then continued to follow us home. The next morning, she was asleep on our lawn.

The dogs my family has are yappy, nasty little bitches.

My sister and I were talking the other night and she touched her face and said "Tommy hurts." I asked her what the hell she was talking about, and my brother...names her zits. This one was named Tommy.

I´m to the point where I can understand nearly everything that is being said. It´s convienent knowing what people are saying.

I have times where people are asking me lots of questions, and all I want is to be left alone, so I say ´Qué?´ until they give up and leave me alone. I know it´s bad to do, but I realy don´t care. I´m just being lazy.....

One thing I´ve noticed about school,is that NO ONE wore the uniform, until I started wearing it. More and more, girls are wearing it.

One of these conversations where someone says I don´t understand anything, I will pay attention just to prove them wrong. I might even jump in and say something.

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