14 de julio
Today we had another of our Thursday activities. The first one was that boring trip to Central Historical, last week was salsa lesson, and this week was to see this painter guy’s, Guarasamin, work. His art is super inspiring and exactly what I needed today. I especially loved his use of color. It’s hard to see exactly how talented he is unless you see his painting in real life.
Life has been pretty stressful this past week for multiple reasons that I don’t think are appropriate to put up on a blog. But one that I can talk about is how hard school has gotten all the sudden. I just received a 66% on my last Spanish test. If you know me, then you know anything less than a B+ is absolutely unacceptable. At first school wasn’t so bad, but then we started moving so fast and I did horrible on that test. I feel so overwhelmed now. We’re trying to cram a 9 week coarse into 5 weeks. A language class? Crazy talk. I study on average probably 2-3hours every night. I have never studied that much for a class in my entire life. I have never tried so hard and done so bad. Hopefully I pulled off a C on my test that I took today. Wow. Did you hear that? I hope I get a C. That’s how hard school is for me at the moment. So sad. Funny thing is that I feel totally comfortable speaking Spanish. I can comprehend most people too, which is nice. At least I’ll be good at conversational Spanish when I return to the States.
On a brighter note, I met a girl at the climbing gym today named Andra who is basically me in a year or two. She went to school for English and then moved to Argentina to teach ESL. Apparently there weren’t any jobs down there so now she’s in Quito because she landed a job here. It was awesome talking to her. Maybe everything happens for a reason? If Jordan and I were still together than this winter I would be moving to California with him while he went to school. Maybe now I have a hook up for an ESL job down here. I feel like I have the whole world open to me now. What to do after college? Grad school? Peace Core? ESL in South America?
15 de julio
Today began with our culture class. Andean Culture sounds like it would make for a really good class, but unfortunately some of the girls in the program had various reasons why they thought they needed to complaint to the authorities about the class and the teacher. Now she give us a lot of busy work for homework. I love the material-loathe going to the class. But on a brighter note, after class I argued with Mario (one of the teachers at our school who I will have for Spanish 250 in a few weeks) about a grade from that horrible previous test. Apparently I argued well and got 5 extra points! That grade went from a 66% to 71%. I couldn’t be more happy.
Later we all piled onto a bus and headed over to the final Harry Potter movie. Words cannot even express how sad I am. There are no longer any books or movies to look forward to. I don’t know how to handle these feelings inside of me. Harry Potter has been such a key part of my life since 2nd grade. I feel a little empty and am not sure what to look forward to now. I owe my major and love of reading to that book series. Without Harry Potter I would never have learned that books could be fun. If I had more time down here I would totally read the series over again. Who knew a book series could contain so much power and evoke so much emotion. I mean Jade bawled, like full on tears, at the end of the movie because it was the final Harry Potter everything. My life as I have known it for the past 22 years is over.
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