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I don’t particularly feel like posting. But I still have a dogged loyalty to my poor blog, so here I go. I guess the first reason I don’t feel like posting is because I was lazy with my diary this week, so I actually have to think about what happened. Oh well. Let’s see what happens.
Sooo I didn’t have the web for a bit last week, due to the fact my uncle hadn’t thought to pay the web bill while my host parents were gone. But I did go out to the disco with Ketty!!1!!!1111!! We went to a place called Copa Cabana, mostly known for the giant humongo bowls that they serve the alcohol in that are shared by a table. I didn’t drink a drop, and good thing – I ended up in the bathroom with Ketty, who found she couldn’t speak/understand Spanish and I had to translate for her. She passed out on the way back home, but I somehow got her in. It was, well, interesting.
Host parents got back the next day, with enough suitcases to kill somebody. They had SO MUCH STUFF it was just incredible. I don’t know how they got onto the plane. But anyways, the house was a mess for a couple days. It’s so great to have Ketty here – I hate to play favorites, but Ketty is my favorite. She’s closest to my age, and we get along fine and dandy.
School was school. Nothing really happened, I swear to God. After school Tuesday I went with Monika and Ketty to Centro just to hang out. It was Ketty’s first time in Centro after having been gone, and she was SO nervous. Monika and I on the other hand were cool as cucumbers. Of course, it was because Ketita was nervous that something had to happen… We were walking back to the shop of Monika’s family, and Monika suddenly pulls us along, saying nervously, “That guy behind us is…. excited.” Shocked, Ketty and I both looked and confirmed this, and we quickly headed to the shop with nervous giggles.
We exited 10 minutes later, and began walking down the street again. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the same guy pushes past me (I was walking behind Ketty) and grabs Ketty’s hips from behind and I’m not kidding, held her there. TALK ABOUT DISGUSTING. She hit him and he ran off, and the ladies in the shop nearby were just sitting there with their mouths wide open as poor Ketty tried not to cry. It was horrid!
Wednesday we had Rotary meeting aka the Dia del Padre celebracion (Father’s Day Celebration), so that was uncomfortably long. I had to leave early, unfortunately, as I was in a good deal of pain from those gosh darn cysts. I didn’t go to school the next day, either; just a chill day.
Anyways, the next thing that happened was on Friday when, oops! Someone locked me out of my room! Ugh. It was so hot that day and highly annoying, so I just fell asleep on the couch still in my uniform. NOBODY has a key for my room, either, so we had to have one of the boys who works in the water purification factory climb through a tiny window that connects my bathroom to the living room. Ergh… But I was out of my room the entire afternoon, so Jan came over and talked with me for a bit before we went to Shopping to print off a photo for Juliette. It was her birthday yesterday, so she had a party, but had to cancel it since her grandpa is in the hospital.
That night I tried to go to the Traffic Light Party, but, um, we couldn’t find it. That’s right, you heard me. So instead we went to a bar! Isn’t life dandy!
Saturday, I woke up to the police in my house. No, I didn’t do what you think I did, to begin with. It was because the maid who was here has been ritualistically stealing things from my family and she got caught, so the police were here and then we went downtown to file a report. I bet I’m the only exchange student in Portoviejo who has had a chance to go down there!
That’s the short story of my week. Now I’m here. Just chillin’.
21 days?
Ciao, until next week.
(Happy Father’s Day, Dad! I love you!)
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