First Time for Everything

So, just  a few eventful things in the past few days.  First though, just the general.  School is good, I've got a couple of friends that I'm getting to be closer with.  Mainly girls, I don't know what is up with the guys, but they don't seem to want to be friends in the way I'm used too, and they are very machismo which bothers me too.  They don't seem to think being friend's with a girl is possible, and everything with them is this is gay, your gay, or that is gay and I'm not to fond of that.  I'll keep trying with them though.

Now then, three days ago I got asked to do a dance for a show at the school next week. I went, had a miserable time and understood exactly why I have no regrets quitting the school play.  Being part of a premade choreographed dance sucks, no creativity on my part, just mindless learning and repition.  Needless to say I didn't go the next day and quit.  I was however asked to help with some cheerleading formations.  Just  catching, throwing, lifting and spotting.  Nothing to terribly difficult.  It was fun though, but I forgot about the next day and missed it.  And now there is another practice that I can't go today.  I feel bad, but it is really simple to learn what I have to do and I can be directed easily.

Last night after a delicious dinner at my councelor's, meat, chicken (on the grill), cheesy potatoes, and some other stuff ( I wish I had had my camera), I went to a party with his son.  Of course, it was outside and I didn't have my jacked, making my cold all that much worse, but I also had no fun with the people.  I didn't know anyone and ended up talk to a German girl who seemed to not like me, soley because I was American.  She didn't think that I was trying to learn the language, even though she had just met me and only talked to me for 5 minutes.  Her views on Americans were predecided and bs, not very fair to me.  After leaving her I ended up talking to someone who has given me my worst experience in Chile and pushed my to the edge of wanting to fight.  Luckily that didn't happen and I don't think I would have let myself.  But, he was one of the hosts of the party and thought it would be fun to mess with the American exchange student who could barely speak Spanish.  After making fun of me, which I didn't realize until later, and asking me ridiculous questions and after being a, pardon here, just the right word, dick for 30 minutes I just walked away.  Ruined the night.  And unfortunately we left at 2:30, way too late for my liking.  But I got home, calmed down and went to bed.

Now off to Alex's to help with breakfast, I hope, then maybe a frienda from a close town is coming in.  As I wrote that she called and it depends on what is going on with Alex. I hope though that she comes, it would be great to see her again.  She is so close to us and yet because of the no driving, so far away, it sucks.

Well, being sick still stinks and my Spanish isn't getting much better.  Broken English and terrible Spanish on my part is going to be the death of me, and my Danish friend aren't helping much either, only speaking in English.  And Chileans are very unorganized and late people.  All the rotary kids I have talk to have complained about how late they are to everything that their parents take them to, and it seems not be perfectly fine with hosts, not rude at all.  It seems very different from home, but it works for them and I'll have to get used to it, that and plans being confirmed at the very last second.  It works and we get there eventually, which is better that not at all, and that is all that matters.