i didn't pass my first test for international relations.
i'm almost POSITIVE i didn't pass my test last night for Peruvian Social Reality.
i'll find out about my second test for international relations this afternoon. (fingers crossed?)
and midterms for these classes are next week.

this week has been rough, feeling kind of homesick. but i don't wish i was at home because i know it's rainy and busy there and i'm happy to be here, just getting frustrated with how much more difficult it is to do ANYTHING here.. everything is a process. the cool thing about US colleges is living in a campus community, i really appreciate a lot more about Temple than I ever realized. like the library. here, there is no where to lounge and study except for a few cafes near my house, and they're all american so sometimes i get frustrated that i frequent them because i feel guilty going into gloria jeans, where they play american music etc. oh well.

it's just been an off week, but i have tomorrow night to look forward, too. A friend's mom gave her 4 free tickets for a club in our town and there's a band from Panama playing tomorrow night. cannottt waiittt to have some fun! :)

once midterms are over i'm going to try and take a short trip somewhere again, maybe Oxampampa.. for a music festival... ANYWHERE that gets me out of LIMA for some fresh air!

The one thing I love most about living where I live is definitely the great paths I have for running, along the coast and parks and palm trees :) that's a big plus.. keeps me grounded. Sometimes I get antsy being in a City for too long, and I'm definitely feeling that here, too.

I'm also going into center Lima this weekend to hit up some markets with some friends, time to explore some more.

last night after leaving an exam i feel horrible about i got onto the wrong combi, had to jump off of it while it was moving with everyone staring at me and la cobradora yelling at me to be careful, hikeeee to where i could catch the right combi. i waited for like 20 minutes because during rush hour it's killer to find an open combi.. especially for me, because there are bigger bus-like combis and there are little minivan combis.. the ones that travel by my house are the little rickity creeper van combis.. so yeah, i have to hunt down an open seat in those. i finally found one, rode backwards for an hour with my feet planted to the ground to hold me in place, legs intertwined with a bigger, older man sitting across from me, practically in his lap, and a broken seat that flew forward everytime the driver slammed on the brakes, because they ALLWAYYSSS slam the brakes.

love, Perú.