Back to the Boring

I got to get up 15 minutes later this morning because they switched our bus times, but I was still a little depressed. Being in the jungle was great, because I walked around in basically my pajamas all day. I don't think I mentioned this, but they told us to wear fast-drying pants so I had brought scrubs and my Otavalo pants, both of which are insanely comfortable. Anyway, I actually made an effort to look nice this morning: no more bandana, not-a-t-shirt, real pants. Did I mention how awesome it feels to have clean hair? Really awesome. Anyway, STRAWBERRY batida which was awesome and my PB&J, which never gets old. I got to the bus stop all right, and probably the only exciting thing that happened today was that the bus stops got switched around, so I rode to school with a bunch of new people. We ride university buses, by the way, and I ride with only Georgetown students. Normal school buses are yellow! Anyway, I had academic writing and looked up Diego Rivera, talked about essays (and Tiputini, of course) and began thinking about my final project on Ecuadorians and knitting. I had some time so I corrected some papers and sat outside with the kids. Andrew somehow coerced our Survey professor to have class outside, which was nice, even though the story we were studying was a little depressing and weird, about Argentina's dirty war. She let us out like half an hour early, so I sat with some girls and did work, then went with Margoh for lunch (Chinesey soup, cabbage salad, beef stew, rice big surprise, some kind of fruity cake and guava juice). THEN Margoh and I worked on a presentation, then I left for the library to concentrate on Survey homework. I can't decide if it's better or worse than Lau. I worked dilligently, almost falling asleep multiple times, then moved outisde to work until taking the bus back. The route change is a little depressing because it's not as beautiful, but what the heck? It is a little faster. I got a little depressed, as usual, when walking back because the apartment is kind of empty even with Z there. I buckled down to do homework right away because I got such a good chunk of it done at school; I'm hoping to either knit, read for fun, try to watch some NCIS, get ahead on homework, and/or go to bed early tonight. Not too long after I gothome, Z comes in my room with the GORGEOUS chocolate cake. She's going to a friend's birthday party or something (surprise!), is taking the cake with her, and will be back late. I can't tell you how depressed I was that I couldn't have some of the cake. Dessert isn't that big here. She left, the apartment was emptier, and I ate dinner (salad, quinoa soup, chicken, potato cakes, and some honey cookies I found, and jamaica juice)and found out that there is REALLY nothing good on Spanish TV. I kind of wish I had agreed to go walking/running with Maddy, because I think I need it.
Random facts: There are hookahs here. I only have two more days of malaria medication. I was cold this morning. The weather here is really bi(or tri)polar. That picture from a couple of posts ago is me and Jose, if you haven't figured that out. I miss graham crackers and good TV. My internet has been strangely cooperative. I think it's a conspiracy to keep me from working.