Alright, alright. Getting better all the time.
ONE exam stands between me and BLISS. I will annihilate that thing tomorrow.
Then it's just gonna be mate-sippin' and blue skies and searching the city for a sleeping pad (for camping in Peru) and a few more souvenirs for amigos back in the states. Oy oy oy. I love bringing people things, but I hate it because I just constantly think of new people to buy gifts for. It ends up being twenty million people and I knowww I'm gonna have to check three bags at the airport. LAME.
PERU PERU PERU!!!!! horse ridin' & inca trailin' & spiritual ritualin' in the mountains
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
built to spill. RIGHT NOW.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Okay. IT ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE. 10 PAGES SINGLE-SPACED ABOUT THE HISTORY OF ARGENTINA?! IN SPANISH? AND ALL THE READING IN SPANISH!? and I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!???!?!?!?!?!!? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AND THEN 8 PAGES FOR LIT. AND THEN AN EXAM OVER ... WHAT... 200 PAGES OF CULTURA READING? MORE?
No more. NO MORE. GOD I WANT Thursday to come SO BAD. Thursday we "graduate" from Universidad de Palermo and THANK GOD WE GET A T-SHIRT I AM TORN BETWEEN WEARING IT IN REFERENCE OF MY CONQUERING THIS SCHOOL OR BURNING IT IN GLEE.
Okay. Calm down.
Thursday everything will be so good. NO MORE HARD HARD STRESSFUL WORK. Just hanging out drinking mate and going to boliches and finding face paint for Halloween (I'm gonna be David Bowie) and thinking about Peru and packing for Peru and GOING TO PERU. Yeah yeaaaaaah, baby.
Oh, next term:
Statistics Mon/Tues/Thurs/Fri, 1st hour. Oh yeah.
Spanish 230, Culture of Mexico Mon/Wed/Fri 2nd hour.
Dylan Thomas Tues (or Thurs?) 7:30pm-midnight.
Even with Math. And FIRST HOUR. And WINTER.....
I am still so excited for Galesburg.
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Okay. IT ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE. 10 PAGES SINGLE-SPACED ABOUT THE HISTORY OF ARGENTINA?! IN SPANISH? AND ALL THE READING IN SPANISH!? and I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!???!?!?!?!?!!? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AND THEN 8 PAGES FOR LIT. AND THEN AN EXAM OVER ... WHAT... 200 PAGES OF CULTURA READING? MORE?
No more. NO MORE. GOD I WANT Thursday to come SO BAD. Thursday we "graduate" from Universidad de Palermo and THANK GOD WE GET A T-SHIRT I AM TORN BETWEEN WEARING IT IN REFERENCE OF MY CONQUERING THIS SCHOOL OR BURNING IT IN GLEE.
Okay. Calm down.
Thursday everything will be so good. NO MORE HARD HARD STRESSFUL WORK. Just hanging out drinking mate and going to boliches and finding face paint for Halloween (I'm gonna be David Bowie) and thinking about Peru and packing for Peru and GOING TO PERU. Yeah yeaaaaaah, baby.
Oh, next term:
Statistics Mon/Tues/Thurs/Fri, 1st hour. Oh yeah.
Spanish 230, Culture of Mexico Mon/Wed/Fri 2nd hour.
Dylan Thomas Tues (or Thurs?) 7:30pm-midnight.
Even with Math. And FIRST HOUR. And WINTER.....
I am still so excited for Galesburg.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
I'm afraid of Americans.
WHY IS THIS A NEWSWORTHY LINK ON MY HOMEPAGE?
"Taser makers say don't aim at chest."
UGHHH!
"Taser makers say don't aim at chest."
UGHHH!
Monday, October 19, 2009
huck finn
I love planning. I am trying to figure out exactly what my winter term will look like back in the homeland...
The classes I will be taking:
1. Dylan Thomas
2. Spanish 230, focus on Mexico
3. Statistics (vomit) OR Gender and Women's Studies 101 OR Translation of Poetry. Up in the air.
-Newspaper
-Register-Mail internship (winter and spring terms)
-RADIO! Sweet Hot Jamzzz
-Zine Club! and making sure it doesn't die
-Hopefully still SASS also
-JOB JOB JOB I NEED A JOB GOTTA FIND A JOB AHHH
-maybe putting together my Honors project, since I got the beginning of an idea in my head...
Oh sometimes I miss being busy. I mean, I'm busy here sometimes, but a lot of times it's because transportation time factors into the mix so much.
OH I don't know what I'm going to write about for the newspaper this week... eeek eek eek.
The classes I will be taking:
1. Dylan Thomas
2. Spanish 230, focus on Mexico
3. Statistics (vomit) OR Gender and Women's Studies 101 OR Translation of Poetry. Up in the air.
-Newspaper
-Register-Mail internship (winter and spring terms)
-RADIO! Sweet Hot Jamzzz
-Zine Club! and making sure it doesn't die
-Hopefully still SASS also
-JOB JOB JOB I NEED A JOB GOTTA FIND A JOB AHHH
-maybe putting together my Honors project, since I got the beginning of an idea in my head...
Oh sometimes I miss being busy. I mean, I'm busy here sometimes, but a lot of times it's because transportation time factors into the mix so much.
OH I don't know what I'm going to write about for the newspaper this week... eeek eek eek.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
oh oh uruguay
Took a boat to Uruguay with Katie and Claire and it was lovely lovely lovely and I am the tiredest I have been in MONTHS.
I am so excited for everything.
I am so excited for everything.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
miss marisa.
I don't think I've mentioned enough what a kickass job Knox did of placing me with the perfect host mother.
I know I mentioned she's an artist, but she's also a feminist and kind of a crazy cat lady (without the loneliness part).
She's constantly talking about the two cats we have now (Max and Vito... I don't know WHAT I'm going to do when I have to leave them), and their past cats. Morgan, who was this orange striped tabby that was REALLY fat. This other one whose name I can't spell that was the son of Max (and whose photo hangs next to my bed) and now lives with a friend. Also Max's papa also. They talk about him a lot and there's something close to a shrine to him above Marisa's (host-mama's name) desk.
Yesterday, my host mom was telling me that it was the anniversary of Morgan's death. She then showed me this drawing that hangs in living room of a very old man with enormous wings, which was in fact based on the Borges' story "The Very Old Man with Enormous Wings." Under the man's wing, a cat is drawn in to the silhouette. She explained to me that that cat was Morgan and she did the drawing. It's so cool. The title is "Borges," but the "ORG" are really big, so the name "M-ORG-an" is written beneath it, sharing the ORG. It's hard to explain. She's crazy passionate about her cats and I love it.
THEN today, she told me that she was walking somewhere like 20 blocks from our house when she found this injured bird. She put it in a box and carried it around with her all day and then TOOK IT TO THE VET and set it free again in a park by her house. Jajaja.
I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO DO MY HEAD IS GOING TO EXPLODE.
I know I mentioned she's an artist, but she's also a feminist and kind of a crazy cat lady (without the loneliness part).
She's constantly talking about the two cats we have now (Max and Vito... I don't know WHAT I'm going to do when I have to leave them), and their past cats. Morgan, who was this orange striped tabby that was REALLY fat. This other one whose name I can't spell that was the son of Max (and whose photo hangs next to my bed) and now lives with a friend. Also Max's papa also. They talk about him a lot and there's something close to a shrine to him above Marisa's (host-mama's name) desk.
Yesterday, my host mom was telling me that it was the anniversary of Morgan's death. She then showed me this drawing that hangs in living room of a very old man with enormous wings, which was in fact based on the Borges' story "The Very Old Man with Enormous Wings." Under the man's wing, a cat is drawn in to the silhouette. She explained to me that that cat was Morgan and she did the drawing. It's so cool. The title is "Borges," but the "ORG" are really big, so the name "M-ORG-an" is written beneath it, sharing the ORG. It's hard to explain. She's crazy passionate about her cats and I love it.
THEN today, she told me that she was walking somewhere like 20 blocks from our house when she found this injured bird. She put it in a box and carried it around with her all day and then TOOK IT TO THE VET and set it free again in a park by her house. Jajaja.
I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO DO MY HEAD IS GOING TO EXPLODE.
Monday, October 12, 2009
hey, beave!
I just got back from Patagonia.
Part of me would love to live there. Or a place like that. Even though I've never been to Alaska, it made me think of something that would be similar to Alaska. I really want to go to Alaska as well.
But Patagonia. OH, Patagonia!
We hiked an enormous glacier for two hours and then hiked a mountain and then had a snowball fight in the Andes and then warmed ourselves up in a geodesic dome with Baileys and wine and hot chocolate.
How is life so amazing? I am doing so many things I never thought I would do. Seeing so many things I never thought I would see...
I think it mostly hit me on the glacier. You never think you'll be ON SOMETHING that you only marvel at when it's on Planet Earth. I was so in love with it.
Photos to come. I am tired now.
Also I got a hat that makes me look, as Alejandra says, like a beaver. That's my new name. Beaver. Oh, Alejandra.
Part of me would love to live there. Or a place like that. Even though I've never been to Alaska, it made me think of something that would be similar to Alaska. I really want to go to Alaska as well.
But Patagonia. OH, Patagonia!
We hiked an enormous glacier for two hours and then hiked a mountain and then had a snowball fight in the Andes and then warmed ourselves up in a geodesic dome with Baileys and wine and hot chocolate.
How is life so amazing? I am doing so many things I never thought I would do. Seeing so many things I never thought I would see...
I think it mostly hit me on the glacier. You never think you'll be ON SOMETHING that you only marvel at when it's on Planet Earth. I was so in love with it.
Photos to come. I am tired now.
Also I got a hat that makes me look, as Alejandra says, like a beaver. That's my new name. Beaver. Oh, Alejandra.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
che, boluuuudo....
Allow me a moment to gush about the Argentine accent.
I don't get why there are some people on this program that don't like it. It's one of the most BEAUTIFUL, expressive, enthusiastic, sexy accents I have ever heard in my life (granted, it's also the first foreign one I've lived submerged in.. but still).
Of course, accents are hard to describe. Especially to those reading this who don't even speak Spanish. But ... I don't know. People seem to open their mouths more, have a friendlier way of talking, a more expressive way of being pissed off, have prettier slang. For example "Che, gorDIta," (pronounced "chayyyy, gor-dee-ta!") is so much better than "What up?" The roll of the tongue, the rising and falling noises of the throat... ah!
Some of my favorite Spanish words to hear with an Argentine accent:
-Por alla (por ash-AH)
-vos (y "con vos")
-Bueno
-Chau
-Gorrrda
-Boludo
-Racing (name of the big futbol team here)
-que paso?
Even the way they say "No" in conversation is pretty. I don't know how that happens.
Hah, I was searching YouTube for something, anything, in an Argentine accent to show you... and I don't know who this ass is, but he has all these segments of himself doing different Latin American accents. HAH. He just yammers on for the first minute or so, and then he starts talking with the Argentine accent.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cy66HJHkQ-w
It's really interesting to compare accents from different Spanish-speaking countries because before learning Spanish I never would have given that a second thought. Sure, Chicagoans sounds different from people from Boston, but there's just something prettier about these comparisons. Oy.
And, of COURSE, the "shhhh." The shhhhh is the best, BEST part.
Okay, a lesson:
In Spanish, the word "rain" is "lluvia." In Spanish, you pronounce a double-l like you would say the letter "y," so you would pronounce it "yuvia."
HOWEVER. If you're an Argentine, you pronounce the double-l as "shhh." Well, really more like "jjjuuu," but it's harder to explain on the internet that way. "Shhhuvia." How is that not the prettiest thing in the world? You just purr every time you talk.
More videos you should watch/listen to:
I'm not totally sure what has happened here, but pay attention most to the guy sitting on the ground in the deep blue t-shirt, how is words have their own rhythm (girl's accent is great, too...but I don't think she's Argentine?):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vssmvHq_VLM
Also:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCyJeyPKB6c&feature=related
You can look for more but I guess it's annoying, me putting these here for you when maybe you don't speak Spanish and maybe you don't care. But ay! Que linda.
Shhhhhh.
I don't get why there are some people on this program that don't like it. It's one of the most BEAUTIFUL, expressive, enthusiastic, sexy accents I have ever heard in my life (granted, it's also the first foreign one I've lived submerged in.. but still).
Of course, accents are hard to describe. Especially to those reading this who don't even speak Spanish. But ... I don't know. People seem to open their mouths more, have a friendlier way of talking, a more expressive way of being pissed off, have prettier slang. For example "Che, gorDIta," (pronounced "chayyyy, gor-dee-ta!") is so much better than "What up?" The roll of the tongue, the rising and falling noises of the throat... ah!
Some of my favorite Spanish words to hear with an Argentine accent:
-Por alla (por ash-AH)
-vos (y "con vos")
-Bueno
-Chau
-Gorrrda
-Boludo
-Racing (name of the big futbol team here)
-que paso?
Even the way they say "No" in conversation is pretty. I don't know how that happens.
Hah, I was searching YouTube for something, anything, in an Argentine accent to show you... and I don't know who this ass is, but he has all these segments of himself doing different Latin American accents. HAH. He just yammers on for the first minute or so, and then he starts talking with the Argentine accent.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cy66HJHkQ-w
It's really interesting to compare accents from different Spanish-speaking countries because before learning Spanish I never would have given that a second thought. Sure, Chicagoans sounds different from people from Boston, but there's just something prettier about these comparisons. Oy.
And, of COURSE, the "shhhh." The shhhhh is the best, BEST part.
Okay, a lesson:
In Spanish, the word "rain" is "lluvia." In Spanish, you pronounce a double-l like you would say the letter "y," so you would pronounce it "yuvia."
HOWEVER. If you're an Argentine, you pronounce the double-l as "shhh." Well, really more like "jjjuuu," but it's harder to explain on the internet that way. "Shhhuvia." How is that not the prettiest thing in the world? You just purr every time you talk.
More videos you should watch/listen to:
I'm not totally sure what has happened here, but pay attention most to the guy sitting on the ground in the deep blue t-shirt, how is words have their own rhythm (girl's accent is great, too...but I don't think she's Argentine?):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vssmvHq_VLM
Also:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCyJeyPKB6c&feature=related
You can look for more but I guess it's annoying, me putting these here for you when maybe you don't speak Spanish and maybe you don't care. But ay! Que linda.
Shhhhhh.
Friday, October 2, 2009
artisan crafts and new opportunities.
I´m sorry I don´t update this more often.
I guess I should start this one by saying we´re all...well, more than shocked that we only have four weeks left here in Buenos Aires. It´s insane. I never realized how long you really have to live in a place to truly know it. Especially in a city this big... well, it ain´t easy, as David Bowie would say.
Also, shit just got real for all of us at school. Up until now, we´ve essentially had no assignments/exams/essays/presentations to do. For two months. Nothing. It´s been smooth sailing. But NOW? We have all of those things at once. And of course it´s even less clear what exactly is expected because, well, it´s all in Spanish. I´m sure we´re all going to come out doing decently well, but right now we´re all in a whirlwind. Buckling down & whatnot...
Also, I think it is being in Buenos Aires that has made me realize my true desire to do journalism for the rest of my life. I could go into that self-discovery for a long time... but really, it just feels so good to be in a different part of the world and still be able to write stories (even for a small college paper like TKS).
most of all- it felt SO GOOD to interview people during an abortion march and interview them IN SPANISH, then translate the quotes and write them into an article. I love it.
In addition to all that neat stuff, I got my Richter Grant for winter break 2010 (awhile from now) to go research/explore/live in/do some Gonzo reporting about communes, co-ops, ecovillages on the west coast. YES YES YES I cannot tell you how excited I am.
Being abroad and seeing what all of the friends I have made within our group have done with money from the school made me realize how broad my opportunities are, I guess. And so, I shall take advantage. For this coming month of December, I have a plane ticket to be in Spain for the month, and though I had the initial plan of working on a farm, I am now applying for an internship with either women´s rights groups in Barcelona or something related to journalism there. That, too, would be amazing.
Overall, life is swell. I might have to actually start studying somewhat intensely, but no matter. Next weekend we go to Calafate (big ass glaciers that we hike on). I cannot wait for Calafate and then Peru and then GALESBURG! Oh, and Uruguay somewhere in the middle of all that.
P.S. - the colectivo is still my favorite part.
I guess I should start this one by saying we´re all...well, more than shocked that we only have four weeks left here in Buenos Aires. It´s insane. I never realized how long you really have to live in a place to truly know it. Especially in a city this big... well, it ain´t easy, as David Bowie would say.
Also, shit just got real for all of us at school. Up until now, we´ve essentially had no assignments/exams/essays/presentations to do. For two months. Nothing. It´s been smooth sailing. But NOW? We have all of those things at once. And of course it´s even less clear what exactly is expected because, well, it´s all in Spanish. I´m sure we´re all going to come out doing decently well, but right now we´re all in a whirlwind. Buckling down & whatnot...
Also, I think it is being in Buenos Aires that has made me realize my true desire to do journalism for the rest of my life. I could go into that self-discovery for a long time... but really, it just feels so good to be in a different part of the world and still be able to write stories (even for a small college paper like TKS).
most of all- it felt SO GOOD to interview people during an abortion march and interview them IN SPANISH, then translate the quotes and write them into an article. I love it.
In addition to all that neat stuff, I got my Richter Grant for winter break 2010 (awhile from now) to go research/explore/live in/do some Gonzo reporting about communes, co-ops, ecovillages on the west coast. YES YES YES I cannot tell you how excited I am.
Being abroad and seeing what all of the friends I have made within our group have done with money from the school made me realize how broad my opportunities are, I guess. And so, I shall take advantage. For this coming month of December, I have a plane ticket to be in Spain for the month, and though I had the initial plan of working on a farm, I am now applying for an internship with either women´s rights groups in Barcelona or something related to journalism there. That, too, would be amazing.
Overall, life is swell. I might have to actually start studying somewhat intensely, but no matter. Next weekend we go to Calafate (big ass glaciers that we hike on). I cannot wait for Calafate and then Peru and then GALESBURG! Oh, and Uruguay somewhere in the middle of all that.
P.S. - the colectivo is still my favorite part.
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