Imaynalla

Omg! I was late to class this morning, lol. I for some reason thought I had to have breakfast at 8 when in actuality class started at 8. So I get to the house for breakfast, and it's 8! So I scarfed down my breakfast and took a combis to school. By the time I got to class, the teacher was still doing roll and hadn't even called my name yet. Yes! I have to figure my stupid alarm out. Because I was almost late for class the other day. I don't know what's wrong with me. This is the most interesting language class I've taken. It's not like the Spanish classes I took in school where you memorize grammar rules and vocab words. Today we talked about morphology. An entire class about how Quechua words are structured! Which is actually quite complicated because they have so many suffixes. (no prefixes tho but it doesn't make anything more simple) It really is a linguistics class. Like, not really a language class as you and I know it but a legit linguistics class.

I had plenty of time between classes that I took a powernap and DIDN'T fall asleep during my film class. Didn't come close. Today we watched another German film called The Baader Meinhof Complex by Uli Edel in 2008. I didn't know about the terrorism and stuff in German. I thought it was an interesting story about how that radicals went from being protesters to terrorists. It was really good, very well done. I don't have my 1001 Movies book here (I don't think this movie is in the book anyways) but I decided to just note all the movies I watch this semester and when I get back to the states compare the lists. This is such a weird class, though. I though we would watch the movies and talk about it, but the professor gave us a lecture on the context around which this film takes place, turned on the movie, and left. And he didn't come back... weird...

This evening was really chill. My evenings are always chill. I told Nick I needed a life because I don't have anything to do anymore. Like, I don't have Josh to do film stuff, I don't have Newman to do Newman stuff, I don't have Nick to do Nick stuff. My life is boring, lol. I might go on an excursion this weekend. We'll see. I do want to take a weekend trip down to Ica, though. I hope next month, but it would have to be the first or last weekend. Maybe not because I'll need money for when Nick visits cuz we're going to Ayacucho. Or something.

I don't know, this has been a great experience and still is, and I am so glad I came. But I'm glad I'm here for this semester, and this semester alone. Last semester was great, and I know next semester will be too. I think I don't like this country because of how men treat me and the poverty. Like, I was fine as far as men goes in Southern Peru, but they are so poor there. Everyone in this country is poor except for, like, a few people. I don't know. I'm glad I came, and I've had fun but I wouldn't change the university I study at nor would I change the length or time of my stay. I just love Long Beach so much. I miss my friends, the campus, my classes, Newman, everything. I guess I'm comfortable in Long Beach. I'm not out of my element in Lima, but Lima is definitely different than LB. I think my video class will help. Idk, you can say what you want about LA: traffic, pollution, noise; I'll take it, lol. At least you have the highway. Can you imagine navigating from one end of LA to the other with out the 101, 10 or 5? Oh! And I felt like Indiana Jones once last week when I was crossing the street on the way to school; two cars were stopped waiting for the cross traffic to pass and two more cars were approaching. I decided to go behind the two stopped cars because I thought the approaching cars would have to stop anyways. I step onto the street and the cars drive away while the approaching ones go over the speed bump and speed towards me. My heart was racing and everything as I hurried across the street, lol.

I guess, in short, I'm enjoying Peru while I'm here, but I will also be happy when I return to Long Beach. Over the past year and a half, I have grown a life there, and I wouldn't trade it for anything I can find anywhere else in the world. And trust me, I've looked. And to be honest, I don't want to find another life anywhere else in the world. God put me in Long Beach (and I guess Lima for a while) and that's where I belong.

P.S. - I will give Peru one thing, food is HELLA cheap. Not just pretty cheap, not just really cheap, but HELLA cheap. Hella cheap. Just throwing that out there.