7 November
Autor: Becca | Publicado: 2010-11-25T13:55:00-08:00

Yesterday my family and i drove to a neighboring city to have dinner, and then decided to go farther and visit the next closest city for some chic pizza and we picked up their very flamboyent friend to come along with us. and his favorite thing was to ask me to speak english to our poor waiters when they came by. so i asked for juice in english and confused one waiter until we finally just told him we were joking, but when i asked for more pizza in english the other waiter understood nothing but just put a piece on my plate. and we loved it. i think it was the most english i've spoken in a long time. 
we need to figure out a skype calling time because i would love to talk to you:) &lt;---- if i was writing this it would be in colorful large letters (and i feel the need to tell you that when i wrote letters there was a spelling error and i wrote tetters which made me giggle)
oh and i laughed out loud while reading your letter. and barbara was asking what was so funny and i tried to explain your chiropracter story, which was also lost on her. i dont think they have chiropracters here either. and then when i told about the pilules she understood but did not find it funny she just had this mortified look on her face when i told her you asked for pregnancy medicine...
next week all the kids have some big practice test for the vestibular, think the bac, but latin american style, so i dont have school for two days and the week following is exam week so i dont have to go to school at all. as boring as school is too many days of just me being on vacation makes me a little bored too because instead of waking up for school i can a) sleep in very late or b) wake up at a moderately early time and watch a lot of tv until lunch time. barbara and i have interact club (like rotary for teenagers) theatre, and dance classes, but when these ends we usually just sit around and watch tv. and i understand next to nothing on the brasilian channels and barbara gets tired of reading the subtitles on the englsih channels.
i feel like im complaining a bit now. maybe its the freedom of sending a message instead of knowing it will be on your wall that makes me whine and groan a bit more than normal. forgive me.

homesickness - my first week here i didnt really feel homesick because it hadnt really sunk in yet that i was living in a new coutnry and not able to speak the language because everyone just spoke to me in english or tried to. but my second week here i went to school, which i adored at first until i realized that i couldnt always understand my friends unless henrique translated every other joke for me, which i felt bad for asking for after a while. 
and then barbara and i went to her friends 15th birthday party. and everyone had known eachother forever and spoke fast and with slang and about inside jokes. and i just sort of sat there understanding nothing. and then two of her friends were laughing and pointing in my direction and i thought they were making fun of me. and then i asked where the bathroom was and everyone looked annoyed that i had disturbed them and someone had to walk me there and rolled there eyes as they explained that i was an american. 
and i just started balling. in the middle of the party. and i wanted to go back home (barbara's house, not my house in michigan. i've never been homesick enough to want to leave) but we only have one car and pai was using it to work in another city. so i had to stay. and barbara and two of her friends tried to cheer me up and payed more attention to me so i felt a little better, but then the next day my aunt came over and i was watching the only show on in english and she gave me this disgusted look and turned to barbara and said i needed to learn more portuguese. and asked barbara all these questions about me that i understood and could have answered, but i felt invisible because they were talking about me instead of to me. and i just went into our room and tried to sleep but just ended up crying. 
and mae came in and got me out of bed and took barbara and i to the park to take fotos of nature. and barbara and i were taking the exact same fotos, which was funny. and then mae gave me my first manicure. 
but since then i havent really felt too homesick. sometimes i zone out at school or when a lot of people speak portuguese very fast and i miss being able to communicate and understand smart jokes, but i dont really get too upset about it. 

barbara and i saw this really amazing dance troup on friday because this week is some sort of arts festival. and it was about how everyone is becoming accustom numbers. a number to wait in a line. the size on your clothes. phone numbers. etc. and i really loved it. and afterwards this man was taking videos of people comments. and barbara and i walked past him but he stopped us and asked us to say something. and barbara just said congratulations. but i really wanted to explain why i loved it so much and failed miserably at portuguese. barbara said she didnt even understand what i was trying to say and usually she can decifer my gramatical errors and incorrect word choice. and we just cracked up. and then they were selling shirts like the ones the dancers wore. but they were really expensive. so barbara and i decided to add shirt to popular songs. my favorites were:
to ceelo green´s fuck you "i see you driving round townwith the shirt i love and i'm like fuck you. i guess the change in my pockets just wasnt enough so im like fuck you and fuck that shirt too."
to emily osfene's lets be friends "lets be friends so we can make out. give me that shirt and ill show you around"
beatles help "help i need that shirt help not just any shirt when i was younger so much younger than today i never needed any shirts in any way"
and now i am breaking the message into two parts because facebook has just old me "your message is very long" and wont let me send it all together 

Izzy and I ended things about a month ago. Im not really sure how to tell anyone because i hate the whole facebook thing and when people leave you those super awkward comments. its sort of hard to explain. but the distance made it too hard to keep going.

so for the last monthish i've hated every tuesday because she told me on a tuesday. and i try my best not to think of her too often. i packed up all the things she gave me and put them in my suitcase so i wont see them again until i change families. my family here and i dont talk about it. i think they understand because i was so upset. now when i want to cry i just repeat "your bones arent made of glass" from amelie over and over again in my head. and its been working more or less. and i listen to a lot more lily allen and kate nash now. 
i told her i&nbsp;wasnt ready&nbsp;to keep in touch. im not sure i ever will be. when she writes me i get stomach aches. and i doubt we will ever be as close as we were because we are going to different universities once i get back. and im not sure that i want to be. so yup.


your friend is like oliver twist? i dont think you know how jealous i am right now. thats so neat! wait how did you meet him if he goes to a different school? my friends at school definitely not have life stories this interesting. is he good looking? have you found the good looking french boys yet?

CONGRATULATIONS on your tests! i basically avoid tests like the plague. as you read above when there are tests in every subject i just dont go to school. and if i dont want to take a test i dont have to. so the bio test was the only one i took. i basically only understand bio because my teachers draw pictures on the board and ive already learned everything in APbio last year so its fresh. 
i seriously have not used the phone in more than a month. once i tried to call my friend to ask about our friday night plans. but i only had her house phone and she wasnt home. so i had to talk with her sister and ask for her cell number, which her sister tried to give me in english, but didnt know all the names of the numbers. and finally i asked for the numbers in portuguese. and then when i called my friend couldnt hear because my friends forgot to invite me out and she was already at the restaurant. so she just said someone would come and pick me up. and didnt tell me where they were or what we were doing. and i thought we were going to a club. so when my other friends got to my house i was in a very tiny dress. and we ate outside and it was chilly. and i hadnt brought a sweater. so it was a little disasterous. 
dont worry about what to send. im sure anything you pick out will be wonderful. i havent sent your package yet. apparently the post office here closes rediculously early. and barbara keeps forgetting to buy the flip flops. but i dont feel so bad now that i hear that you wont be buying the present for a while anyway. 
did you ever start that dance class? (not that you sound like you have to much free time between school and all that traveling)
how are you spending your fabulous weekend?

hows that for a novel. i think i have you beat...