Sometimes going big can be peligroso. For example, I drank way too much on wednesday night. I think enough that I had alcohol poisoning all day yesterday. This was my first major mistake here in Chile and my first experience with alcohol poisoning, and definitely my last. Wednesday night, every thing was hunky-dorey, I made it home safe, I didn't get sick, didn't black out...nothing. But when I woke up friday still a little drunk, I knew it was going to be a hard day. For some reason the 4 bottles of water I drank in my first spanish class didn't improve my hangover. Things just got worse. I threw up after class and had to go home where I failed to hold anything down including water. Why am I admitting this to you, and all the other people who have told me REPEATEDLY to be safe? I don't know. Probably because I've learned my lesson in that sense. You know how everyone says they are never drinking again after a rough night? I said that yesterday. Maybe my first time ever. Or maybe I am also sharing this because its a good story. I am not going to candy coat this experience, so reader, please don't expect me to.
Unrelated to my title, and even worse than alcohol poisoning, I have lost a lot of respect for myself for liking a Justin Beiber song, and if you have too, I COMPLETELY understand.
It rained here on Sunday night. The first rain since I got here. And it was fierce. It was appropriate for the night I had. It was also the first night I've cried since I've been here. Stage 2 of culture shock set in, at least for that night. But it would have been the same situation anywhere else in the world. Its always the same. Even though relationship suffered, maybe forever, I may be able to move on. I better. Immaturity and insecurity are things that don't effect my life anymore. I'm sorry if they rule yours.
Its also pretty incredible that if I need to talk to someone it really isn't difficult. I don't have to sit and suffer alone in a foreign room, I just use icall, or skypecall. Thanks Izz.
Anyway, I guess this should be more about Chile than I have made it. In a few weeks I get the opportunity to go to the northern most part of the country, a town called Arica. We'll fly into Iquique and check it out before Arica. I get the privilege of staying in the driest place on earth for 2 weeks. Not a drop of rain. Just me and the Atacama Desert. STOKED.
Anyone wanna come travel with me in January and February? You wouldn't regret it. Promise.
For summer, I am considering flying to Montevideo, Uruguay maybe camping on the beach for a week or so, and then heading into Argentina. You know, if you enter countries like Chile, Argentina, or Brazil by any other form of transportation than Airplane, you don't have to pay their $140 reciprocity fee. Well that explains Uruguay. ¡Thanks for the advice Maddie! It was great to meet a fellow UPSer that I had not know before getting here. Maddie is in the same program as my roommate, Marina, from freshman year. Her and I definitely work well together.
School blows, but I suppose it would suck in the U.S. as well. So really, oh well. Idk if its pass or fail or not. haha. Maybe I should figure these things out. All I know, is that I definitely am receiving my P&G credits this semester. Its going to be funny that when I come back, my spanish is going to be ridiculously Chilean. Chileans are so funny. They never use s's, they speak super sloppy and have and alternative chilenismo for every actual word...i mean, it seems like it. Why wasn't it advertised that Chilean men aren't as attractive as other Latinos? People keep asking me, are there tons of hotties down there? And I keep replying...."no, actually none." JAJAJAJA (hahahaha) Its quite a let down. They either have chocopandas (mullets) or are jotes, just creepy as shit. Wtf, mate? Oh vell.
Okay, thats enough to indulge in one entry. I will try to get better and updating this regularly. For now, ¡Caio!
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