Well, it's winter. What more do you want to know?
Trip Start Feb 14, 2006
27Trip End Aug 2006
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Since finishing my theology class this morning, a laborious enterprise, I now have only six days of classes left, ten days total. Two papers must be turned in by the end of the month and I will have two large exams. It's really not a lot, but it feels like a lot.
My family situation here seems to have leveled out. For a while, I was afraid that my host brother might have permanently moved back in. Again, he's 25 years old has a 5 year-old daughter, an ex-wife and all of the baggage that goes along with that. He works all day, comes home only for dinner and starts an argument with his parents every evening over absolutely nothing. Needless to say, his one-week stay at the apartment was not exactly welcomed by me.
For today, his place has been taken by a cousin twenty years his senior-a friendlier fellow, but also mildly irritating. He left the bathroom a disaster this morning, with water everywhere and his toothbrush on the counter, with the residue of the toothpaste that he didn't rinse off seeping onto the counter. You've got to admit that, when I start complaining about hygiene, something's the matter.
I went to the doctor last week, to see if anything could be done about the cold symptoms that have lingered around in my system for about two months now. She said that I was not only suffering from congestion, but from an ear infection as well, and she prescribed me some amoxicillin. Seven days into my ten-day supply of antibiotics, results are mixed. Every time I swallow, I feel my eardrums adjust, as if I were in an airplane, descending toward the runway and acclimating to the change in altitude. I no longer have a cough, though, and my lungs seem to have cleared up.
My host mom, perhaps afraid that I blame her and our meat locker of an apartment for my cold (I don't), keeps trying to explain why I might have a cold at dinner. First, she said I don't wear enough layers around the house. Three weeks ago, I didn't, but I sure do now. Last night, though, she tried to blame it on my under-bite, saying that that was causing part of the problem. A little bit of a stretch, I thought, but who knows.
I'm mostly ahead in my classes, and am on track to get the papers done a week early. In theology-the only class I even mildly threaten to, ah hem, perhaps "not pass" if the next test goes poorly-keeps uploading things to the course's website that he says will be part of our next test. Now, our entire grade is these two tests. The first one, I got a C+/B- on. This one is going to cover about twice the material. I'm not excited, especially since he's going to make me watch "The Passion of the Christ," again, and on my own check. Apparently, I'm going to have to join a Blockbuster down here, because the university library has no copies. But now, I'm just complaining. This is certainly quite a bit less demanding than Georgetown's two-books-a-week courses. The counter to that argument is that I don't have multiple opportunities to improve my grade.
On Sunday, my friends and I watched the US's World Cup game. I'd lie to you if I said I hadn't been watching almost all of the games. Now I know why everyone loves it-unlike the Olympics, the World Cup is a constant, edge-of-your-seat distraction that lasts almost a month. Somehow, I'm not procrastinating terribly. If you've paid attention to the World Cup, you'll know that we were pretty well trounced-it was saddening to watch, but there's probably justice in the fact that our country doesn't dominate the sport it cares the least about. (Congratulations to Mr. Norton for Australia's trouncing of Japan in a six-minute span).
Things are going pretty well here, though. And that's coming from someone a few days away from final exams week, which certainly means a lot. Now, though, I have to go back to the apartment for lunch and, later, to watch Brazil beat up on Croatia. Not much of an update, but an update nonetheless.