Today at school was a nice day. Except that after lunch I
had English. I really don’t like English, and about 3 weeks ago I decided to do
whatever possible to avoid the class. Today, I couldn’t convince anyone to
ditch with me and I didn’t want to just sit outside the classroom alone, so I
decided to try to just leave school after lunch. There is only one exit: the
front door. I walked past the front desk and said something like “I’m leaving
and I don’t have a note, but my parents know so it’s ok”. They told me that I
couldn’t leave. I said “no but I’m an exchange student so it doesn’t matter”,
and the woman looked surprised and said she had no idea because my accent was
so good. She proceeded to start a nice conversation with me, let me sign myself
out, and then let me leave the school completely without permission.
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| pretty church in the center of town |
I walked
into the center of town to chill for a while. I went to the grocery store to
buy the Chilean candy that I want to bring back to the US for my friends and
family to try. Then I ran into Popi (a classmate who went on exchange to Boston
last year) and her friend from the US who had arrived in Chile yesterday to
visit Popi for 2 weeks. I think having someone from your exchange come to visit
you is really amazing. It truly means that you made lifelong connections with
people. I would absolutely love it if my friends came to visit me. I want to be
able to share my culture and daily life with them like they have shared theirs
with me this year. Anyway, I went home around 5 and then went for a run. At 6,
the United States was going to play their first World Cup game. I turned on the
TV to see it only to find out that USA soccer is so unimportant in the rest of
the world that they weren’t even broadcasting the game. I had to find a live
streaming of the game. I watched the whole thing and celebrated like a true fan
when US beat Ghana 3-1. Then I ate once with Manuel and Lilian, watched
Blancanieves y el Cazador in my bed with the bed warmer on the highest setting,
and then went to sleep.
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