-The hot water heater is a complicated 3 sometimes 4 step process. So today, I didn't have hot water or even warm water for my shower.
-I lost my bus card. I think it fell out of my coat pocket but I don't know for sure. Bummer.
-My teacher was sick today so we talked about the story and answered the questions as a class with no teacher. It was hard because the story was very metaphorical. And we were assigned an essay to do as well because he wasn't there.
-It's midterms week.
-I wrote down the wrong date for my midterm today so I didn't study. I still did okay but I was mad at myself because it would have been easy had I studied.
But some really great things happened. I played soccer (el futbol) with some kids from school, about 20, which was so fun. There was all different types of players from people who play for school to people who have never played before. Generally, soccer is so competitive but it was great to see people so respectful of each other. It was obvious that seasoned players were playing easy against new players while challenging other seasoned players. I felt like everyone was there to have fun and not prove anything. It was SO FUN.
Then it started to rain, and I had my laptop as did most people, so we stopped playing. We went into a building and it stopped raining about 2 minutes later. Unfortunately as soon as we started getting on the field, it started down pouring. It was one of those raining so hard, smelled like rain, rains that you just have to love, no matter if you're carrying a laptop in your backpack that could get ruined.
I finally made it to the bus but my wallet was buried beneath my 5 books, laptop, boots, and clothes. I was carrying my winter coat and a water bottle. So I had to stand at the door of the bus digging through my life in a bag to find my wallet. As I'm doing that the bus driver kindly asks, "So did you take a shower?". I was soaked. I answered "A little". Finally I found my money, but there was no where to sit or stand really on the bus (people who would have walked had it not been raining were on the usually empty bus). So then I just stopped in the middle of the aisle and stuffed my wallet back in my bag, my water bottle in a side pocket.
At this point, I have NO idea if my mascara is halfway down my face. I'm wearing black leggings and a black tshirt and super American tennis shoes. Everyone is looking at me like I'm a drowned American rat, which is exactly what I looked like.
Although that all sounds like the rain would have dampened my good mood from soccer, it didn't. I loved it. I wish I didn't have my backpack and I would have heavily considered walking home in it.
When I got home, Cristina and Madre were cooking dinner. Madre asked me if I got wet. I told her I took a shower in the rain, no problem.
Love,
Lizzy
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