Well, I survived another Linguistics class. Boooring. Today’s a beautiful spring day so it makes it doubly difficult to go to classes. Wednesdays are Art Theory and Textual Linguistics and they’re both hour and a half lectures so my only recourse to keep awake is to take notes…
Paula’s going to Buenos Aires on Friday and I’m not going with her…my Art Theory class is having a session with the TA that I can’t miss plus I have a test and an essay due. Asi es la vida de una estudiante…
So, the weather turning nice means that I’ve been breaking out the flip-flops but I’ve been getting a lot of weird looks. Girls are running around in these teeny little tank tops and boots and I’m wearing a sweatshirt and flip-flops…is it really THAT weird? Every time I come upon old ladies walking together, I feel their eagle gaze swoop to my feet and as I pass, they say to one another “Tan desabrigada!” Desabrigada is almost untranslatable to English…it means something like unjacketed and the whole phrase together means something like “So not wearing enough warm clothing for this kind of weather!” Whatever! I’m from Minnesota.
Speaking of Minnesota, there are so many Minnesota people here. There’s a girl that I went to highschool with that I haven’t talked to, ever. She was a grade younger than I was and we’ve just seen each other on the street and in the exchange office. There are two girls from MSUM, Joann and Jill. I know Jo but hadn’t ever seen Jill before, which is really strange considering how small the program is. And walking home today, I saw a girl wearing a U of M tee-shirt.
Ah, the coincidences of life.
Minnesota – Ahhh. I love it. Beautiful fall weather. Becca wanted the book “Homegrown Democrat” by Garrison Kieller – so I started reading it last night. I think I’m more Democrat than Republican but I won’t commit yet. I’ll just say apolitical or independent. But at least now I know why I didn’t vote for George Bush. Wonder what will happen when the GOP convention comes to St Paul in 2008.