Today Nancy invited Mona over for almuerzo despues de colegio and we made mini-alfajores. Which are. Delicious. Two layers of a little cookie thing with this goopy caramel stuff in between. Really simple to make. Flour, eggs, some other thing I forget the spanish name of, and butter.
Afterwards I was allowed to go to Laetitia's house with the other AFS personas (Johanna, Clemens, Ondine, Louise y Emily) to make waffles and hangout. Johanna and Clemens are here for work exchange things from Germany and Ondine is from Francia, also studying in San Pedro Uni con los otros; I just forgot to mention them before. Anyways, I love spending time with them. I feel like I can act more like myself and it feels more natural. We have more of the same sense of humour and understanding. I love Europeans. They're hilarious. And apparently I'm hilarious as well. We all get along super well and for once I'm the youngest, instead of the oldest (and by far most mature...) in colegio. Johanna, Clemens and Ondine are in their early 20s and the other girls are all 18. I'm so jealous of the amount of languages they can speak! I love languages, it's definitely something I want to learn more of. For example, Mona is basically fluent in German, English, and French, and understands almost all of Italian. Louise, Laetitia and Emily also speak Flemish. It's so cool when we all just switch from language to language when we're talking. Well. I can only use two, but it's surprising how much I think I can understand of french anyways... I hadn't even noticed until the end of the night that most the the time we had been speaking fluent, rapid SPANISH!! Which is funny because these little reunions of ours used to be so we can converse in our native tongues :P I didn't even translate it in my head or anything. Sometimes I even find myself thinking certain words/phrases in spanish. I've also noticed I keep writing in my diary or blog in spanish without realizing it. It's awesome. Man I just want to travel the world and LIVE! I love getting to know people from other countries; their humour, customs, thoughts, culture, laws, everything. I still don't know if I want to go to university right away in September, or if I wanna take a year off to work and travel and such. There's so much out there.
But I have to get up at 5:30am tomorrow to go to Trujillo with my swimsuit and camera. Niiiight !
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Foods that I will need upon my return to Canada. hahaha
- salad. just. salad.
- a fruit smoothie
- normal orange or apple juice. They're juice here is weird and I cannot identify what makes it all thick and abnormal... it's alright, but. It's not what I've always thought of as juice. Kind of like that puree jugo stuff in Mexico come to think of it.
- Dad's home-made friday night pizza !! Peruvian pizza just doesn't compare.
- Yogurt, fruit and granola
- Cornflakes; with REAL MILK. For some reason, they don't have milk milk here. It's this weird thick, sugary icing type stuff in a can. Eek.
- Peanut butter !!
- a banana muffin from the FH cafeteria; chyea !
Hola Strangers... it's been awhile
There's been a lot I have wanted to write about, but I haven't had a chance to get online in awhile, and I have a horrible memory, so here goes.
Um. Friday.. don't remember. Saturday... slept in and didn't go to colegio because my head was trying to murder me, but it didn't really matter because they had exams, and the teachers haven't even bothered giving me them. I haven't been able to focus or try in my school work so far because of the stress and problems, but now I'm a LOT better. The mom and I are fairly cool. She's done being depressed for now, so it's totally made a difference, and all of a sudden it's all calm and nice and lovely. When she's happy, everything's better. When she's not happy, eek! It's true that emotional stress affects schoolwork and motivation though. I think after the rest of the exams I'll be able to actually do everything. Oh yeah, and last week on Saturday we watched one of my new favourite movies, La Vida es Bella. It was so beautiful and sad and tragic and funny and I love it. I highly highly recommend it.
Then, because it was Nancy's birthday the next day on Sunday, she went out to a party and celebrated until the wee hours of the morning, and the rest of us stayed up til 1 or 2am eating delicious fried chicken and watching a horror movie. Oh yeah and before that Jhoselyn and I went to el centro and bought her a new shirt and some flowers and a card for her birthday. Anyways, totally regretted staying up that late because the next day Jhoselyn and I were woken up at 7am by loud blasting reggaeton (party techno tunes) and told to peel potatoes for the soup (to sober up the 7 drunk adult friends dancing in the living room). And I'm not exaggerating about the 7am and the drunk partying adults. I would have found it more comical if I wasn't so tired! Hahaha. Luckily, the dad rescued us and drove us to el centro to take us out for breakfast :P Then I bought a Peruvian cooking book for my friend Luis in colegio, because he is sad because he wants to go to university for cooking but his parents won't let him pursue his dream. They want him to go into administration or something boring like his older brother. He was super ecstatic when I gave him it, and said he's going to invite me over some day to cook for me.
Then when we returned, we gave Nancy her presents and she started crying (but half happy tears I think? Half sad because she misses her family in Lima.) Then after her birthday almuerzo we went for a walk to see some cows and just go for a random adventure for her birthday :P Then, I'm not sure why, but as we walked past the huge huge iglesia (church) in Plaza Mejor, I felt compelled to enter. I think I used too many "thens" just there... So, we did, and holy crap. I am not a religious person; never have been, never will be, and I do not believe in God. However, I LOVED the atmosphere in there. I'm not sure how to describe what it was like or how I felt, but just sitting there I felt so relaxed and light and calm. I could have sat there for hours, and I'm not sure how long I did sit there, but for some reason it soaked away all my stress and made me feel content. Listening to the perfect Silence was so powerful. I can almost understand why people believe in another presence, or God, because there's something magical about it. No, I have not been converted or anything, but it is my new favourite place to meditate, seeing as there's no forests or rivers or mountains for me to meditate in in this desert. :P There was something aweing about it. I'm not sure what it is but something pulls me in there. I think that if I ever need time alone or am feeling stressed or down again, I should just go meditate for awhile on my way home from colegio. Weird . . . . . .
Then around 7 or 8 friends of both Jhoselyn and Nancy came over for a little fiesta get-together and we drank a bit and ate cake and alfajores (my new favourite dessert) and I played my violin and showed the adults my photo-album of pics that I've taken of Whitehorse. I also brought it to colegio one day, and everybody keeps telling me my photos are good enough for an exhibition, or don't even believe that I took them! Hahaha anyways. For the second night in a row we stayed up until 2 or 3am. So surprised I even woke up on Monday morning for school! That reminds me, I need to upload a picture of me in my lil school girl uniform for you guys! haha
Don't remember anything about Monday. Oh wait! I went to the cinema with just the AFS students and we watched a horrible movie from Hollywood that I don't remember the name of and the screen went black every 5 minutes. Eventually Laetitia and I left early and wandered around el centro listening to some hippies play their guitars and eating picarones. Then yesterday... I woke up with a horrible headache and the worst tight muscles in my neck and shoulders EVER. It lasted all day and night and I still have it. I've never had such a bad headache for so long, and usually after I sleep it goes away. I went to bed at 2:30 and woke up at 7pm thinking that I had slept for over 24 hours and missed colegio, so today I have kept thinking it's Thursday. I'm so confused. I've also had a really crazy fever and weird horrible stomach stabby-ness that comes and goes every 5-10 minutes and disappears again. Kinda scared of Peruvian doctors though. None of the pills are labelled and are funky colours. And when I said I had a sore throat they tried to tell me I needed an injection... but my head is really funky today. I feel like I'm under an influence, because I can't think straight and I keep getting dizzy and unstable. They made me see the colegio doctor person who took my weight (which is now 50kg, instead of 55kg...) and gave me a bright yellow fat pill. I tried to say I'd take it later but nope they watched me swallow it hahaha darn. Then I drank some coffee and layed in the sun like a lion and felt better to be out of the screamingness of my classroom.
Today was also music day, but I forgot my violin because I thought it was Thursday, and so there was a bunch of extra noise and drum smashing and such today. Yippee. Also the music teacher wants me to play my violin for the school in the Christmas concert :P He's super cool. I wanna learn guitar from him, because it's super cool half flamenco Peruvian awesomeness. OH and today, funniest thing ever, sex ed in spanish. Hahaha oh my god. It's a lot funnier when you're watching dinky little cartoons in a language that you don't totally understand and start getting really confused. I'm sure it was only funny because I didn't understand.. haha. And then they showed us a video about abortion, which was TOTAL PROPAGANDA. I was shocked. It was a slideshow of pictures of incredibley cute, angelic little babies and had a voice-over of someone speaking in a little baby voice saying "Mommy, please don't, I don't wanna go to sleep forever! I love you, mommy! Please no mommy! I like it here, why are you doing this? Mommy, I love you. I don't wanna go mommy" I was gaping, open mouthed, shocked. I can't believe they TEACH that in the schools here. It made it seem as if abortion is the murder of a baby with the development of one which has already been born, or more, and can think for itself and feel and is a developped human and such. I guess this is a touchy subject and I'm not an expert, so I'll stop, but uggh.
SO PROUD of myself for remembering all that by the way.
Um. Friday.. don't remember. Saturday... slept in and didn't go to colegio because my head was trying to murder me, but it didn't really matter because they had exams, and the teachers haven't even bothered giving me them. I haven't been able to focus or try in my school work so far because of the stress and problems, but now I'm a LOT better. The mom and I are fairly cool. She's done being depressed for now, so it's totally made a difference, and all of a sudden it's all calm and nice and lovely. When she's happy, everything's better. When she's not happy, eek! It's true that emotional stress affects schoolwork and motivation though. I think after the rest of the exams I'll be able to actually do everything. Oh yeah, and last week on Saturday we watched one of my new favourite movies, La Vida es Bella. It was so beautiful and sad and tragic and funny and I love it. I highly highly recommend it.
Then, because it was Nancy's birthday the next day on Sunday, she went out to a party and celebrated until the wee hours of the morning, and the rest of us stayed up til 1 or 2am eating delicious fried chicken and watching a horror movie. Oh yeah and before that Jhoselyn and I went to el centro and bought her a new shirt and some flowers and a card for her birthday. Anyways, totally regretted staying up that late because the next day Jhoselyn and I were woken up at 7am by loud blasting reggaeton (party techno tunes) and told to peel potatoes for the soup (to sober up the 7 drunk adult friends dancing in the living room). And I'm not exaggerating about the 7am and the drunk partying adults. I would have found it more comical if I wasn't so tired! Hahaha. Luckily, the dad rescued us and drove us to el centro to take us out for breakfast :P Then I bought a Peruvian cooking book for my friend Luis in colegio, because he is sad because he wants to go to university for cooking but his parents won't let him pursue his dream. They want him to go into administration or something boring like his older brother. He was super ecstatic when I gave him it, and said he's going to invite me over some day to cook for me.
Then when we returned, we gave Nancy her presents and she started crying (but half happy tears I think? Half sad because she misses her family in Lima.) Then after her birthday almuerzo we went for a walk to see some cows and just go for a random adventure for her birthday :P Then, I'm not sure why, but as we walked past the huge huge iglesia (church) in Plaza Mejor, I felt compelled to enter. I think I used too many "thens" just there... So, we did, and holy crap. I am not a religious person; never have been, never will be, and I do not believe in God. However, I LOVED the atmosphere in there. I'm not sure how to describe what it was like or how I felt, but just sitting there I felt so relaxed and light and calm. I could have sat there for hours, and I'm not sure how long I did sit there, but for some reason it soaked away all my stress and made me feel content. Listening to the perfect Silence was so powerful. I can almost understand why people believe in another presence, or God, because there's something magical about it. No, I have not been converted or anything, but it is my new favourite place to meditate, seeing as there's no forests or rivers or mountains for me to meditate in in this desert. :P There was something aweing about it. I'm not sure what it is but something pulls me in there. I think that if I ever need time alone or am feeling stressed or down again, I should just go meditate for awhile on my way home from colegio. Weird . . . . . .
Then around 7 or 8 friends of both Jhoselyn and Nancy came over for a little fiesta get-together and we drank a bit and ate cake and alfajores (my new favourite dessert) and I played my violin and showed the adults my photo-album of pics that I've taken of Whitehorse. I also brought it to colegio one day, and everybody keeps telling me my photos are good enough for an exhibition, or don't even believe that I took them! Hahaha anyways. For the second night in a row we stayed up until 2 or 3am. So surprised I even woke up on Monday morning for school! That reminds me, I need to upload a picture of me in my lil school girl uniform for you guys! haha
Don't remember anything about Monday. Oh wait! I went to the cinema with just the AFS students and we watched a horrible movie from Hollywood that I don't remember the name of and the screen went black every 5 minutes. Eventually Laetitia and I left early and wandered around el centro listening to some hippies play their guitars and eating picarones. Then yesterday... I woke up with a horrible headache and the worst tight muscles in my neck and shoulders EVER. It lasted all day and night and I still have it. I've never had such a bad headache for so long, and usually after I sleep it goes away. I went to bed at 2:30 and woke up at 7pm thinking that I had slept for over 24 hours and missed colegio, so today I have kept thinking it's Thursday. I'm so confused. I've also had a really crazy fever and weird horrible stomach stabby-ness that comes and goes every 5-10 minutes and disappears again. Kinda scared of Peruvian doctors though. None of the pills are labelled and are funky colours. And when I said I had a sore throat they tried to tell me I needed an injection... but my head is really funky today. I feel like I'm under an influence, because I can't think straight and I keep getting dizzy and unstable. They made me see the colegio doctor person who took my weight (which is now 50kg, instead of 55kg...) and gave me a bright yellow fat pill. I tried to say I'd take it later but nope they watched me swallow it hahaha darn. Then I drank some coffee and layed in the sun like a lion and felt better to be out of the screamingness of my classroom.
Today was also music day, but I forgot my violin because I thought it was Thursday, and so there was a bunch of extra noise and drum smashing and such today. Yippee. Also the music teacher wants me to play my violin for the school in the Christmas concert :P He's super cool. I wanna learn guitar from him, because it's super cool half flamenco Peruvian awesomeness. OH and today, funniest thing ever, sex ed in spanish. Hahaha oh my god. It's a lot funnier when you're watching dinky little cartoons in a language that you don't totally understand and start getting really confused. I'm sure it was only funny because I didn't understand.. haha. And then they showed us a video about abortion, which was TOTAL PROPAGANDA. I was shocked. It was a slideshow of pictures of incredibley cute, angelic little babies and had a voice-over of someone speaking in a little baby voice saying "Mommy, please don't, I don't wanna go to sleep forever! I love you, mommy! Please no mommy! I like it here, why are you doing this? Mommy, I love you. I don't wanna go mommy" I was gaping, open mouthed, shocked. I can't believe they TEACH that in the schools here. It made it seem as if abortion is the murder of a baby with the development of one which has already been born, or more, and can think for itself and feel and is a developped human and such. I guess this is a touchy subject and I'm not an expert, so I'll stop, but uggh.
SO PROUD of myself for remembering all that by the way.
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