Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Quick Weekend

It wasn't to quick, but I'm going to tell it quick.

I'll start on Thursday, I went to my friends house where she taught me to make alfahores, amazing cookie treates with chocolate and manjar.

Friday, I went to the gym where I met Alex.  He asked me to go to kickboxing...how could I turn that down.  Six bucks for an hour, not bad, I might go again.  It was a great workout and it was really nice hitting some stuff.   Then we went back to the gym for a little before we went back to my house for showers and some rice with milk and sugar, my cousin taught me.  It's really simple and I could have done it without him, but it was nice to make it with him, good bonding.  From my house we went out and met up with two friends from my school and then with two Rotary friends, Kathrine from here, and Jana from Chillan.  We went to the movies and saw Blood and Love in Paris, or something along those lines, with John Travolta.  He relived his Pulp Fiction days even with his sandwhich, I don't remember the name, but he eats the same one in each movie and the violence and the lines were just to much.  It ended up not being very good, but still fun because Jana and I made fun of the movie the whole time.  We all went back to my friends house where I made the alfahores and hung out, ending up with me and the two Chilean girls jumping in the freezing pool for 5 minutes, good cold time.

Next day I didn't do anything until 4 when my family and I went to our friend's camp 40 minutes away.  They mainly grow asparagus, and that couldn't be better, we got a bunch of it for free.  The friend's sons took me out to the town and we wandered around for a while, I got to skateboard a bit on some little kid's board that they knew, I'm still terrible and should stop trying.  We went back, hung out for a but and then went to a birthday party for a 5 year old.  It was more of a party for the parents, the daughter was just a good excuse.  I ended up eating randomly assorted parts of the intestines of sheep.  I don't know what I had from the intestines, but they cooked them really well and it wasn't to bad at all.  A bunch of desserts, some other food, and then off to the town again for awhile.  We left sort of late and I was supposed to go to the same friend's birthday party who I made alfahores with and went the to movies with.  It was at the discotec in Los Angeles.  After leaving really late, we ended up running into an accident and got to wait for about 20 minutes while that cleared up.  After reaching the party 3 hours late, I paid for my ticket and got it.  I was then told by my friend that I didn't need to pay for my ticket, I was free, but at that point I couldn't get my money back.  So after a night of dancing and being surrounded by smoke I went home.  My dad picked me up and we went to get my brother who was arriving home from a soccer tournament that his team placed second in.  We got home around 4 and I took a shower to get the smell of smoke out of my hair and off my body. 

The next day I didn't do anything until pretty late when we went out to the mall.  I needed new pants because mine were to small in the legs.  They started out sort of small, but gaining 10 pounds and riding a bike everyday at the gym made my legs a bit bigger which makes tight pants a problem.  I am no officially a faily baggy pants person.  Much more comfortable and free.  I ended up getting two pairs of pants, one of jeans and another of some rainproof pants that I felt obligated to buy.  A whole long story with my mom and a rain jacket she got me for Christmas.  I didn't want the pants, though I really like them and am glad I have them, but it would have been rude not to buy them in the situation, you needed to be there, I'll let you slide on not understanding. 

Finally on Monday, All Saints Day, we had a big lunch with meat and the delicious sausages and a bunch of asparagus, I couldn't have been happier.  I fried some asparagus and my mom boiled some, both great, I couldn't get enough.  The downer was that I didn't do much the rest of the day and my Kathrine had texted me but I didn't get it.  Her and Jana were in a huge market that I didn't know about not far from my house.  First of all, I would have loved to hang out with them, they are both amazing and I don't get to see Jana much, and we get along great, yet another me in girl form, the other being my friend from Mass who is 20 minutes away.  And second, it would have been great to see the market, it was a huge holiday with venders of all sorts and apparently the majority of the city goes to it.  My parents didn't tell me and I didn't get the message, so instead of going to a huge open air market with two of my best friends, I watched movies and studied, kind of disappointing.  But then later my dad, brother, and I went and played soccer for a while which was fun, as tired as I was from the weekend.

And a little more, today I took out Katherine because her birthday is tomorrow.  We went to a Chinese restraunt, which I had gone two days before, kind of forgot to mention this, what better time than the present, with my family after the mall.  It was a little expensive, but Donner and I split it.  Good food, good people, and the AFS exchange student showed up too with his family by coincidence.  And tomorrow she is having a small get together at her house too.

This Thursday I'm off to Santiago for my SATs which I didn't study for enough, definantly some, but not enough.  That is my next few days.  And then after my SATs my aunt and uncle are taking me to Valapariso and Vina del Mar.  Both of which are supposed to be amazing, questionable the best places to visit in Chile, look them up for yourself.  I get to miss two days of school and see great cities, thank you SATs, maybe I'll thank you by studying for you and tearing you apart.

Well that was more than I planned, but I got going and couldn't stop.  Well worth it though.  More and more exciting as you scrolled down.  And all those typoes (that is probably one right there), aren't changing, just a good reminder of how intensely I wrote this, and all my blogs for that matter.

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