Carnaval

Saturday was a long day. I went to Gualeguaych for Carnaval. It was a big festival thing. To me, it seemed very pagan. I now have a very good image of things that took place in Sodom and Gamorah (sp?, i don´t have time to check). There was a big parade of floats and people dancing who were not wearing very many clothes at all. And althoug people weren´t having orgies, as Abby pointed out, it was a big sin festaval and i would venture to say that it was about worshiping bodies. One float was of a man eating a piece of fruit with a huge snake hovering above him. I don´t think God was saddened by this, he was straight up pissed off and I even started to get angry. Oh man did i have to pray.

i´m sorry for, Lord, for the ways that i celebrate sin in my everyday life without even realizing it. I´m not better than them, i just don´t have a float. Thank you for saving me. that i have been made new. i am your daughter which makes me a princess. but i forget that i am not my own, i have been bought with a handsome price and i am a slave.

hot a monkey junk

i need a fan. air condition would be nice but i´d settle for a fan or some kind of breeze in my room. its been about 30 degrees celcius. do you know how hot that is in Farenheight? yeah, me neither, but its somewhere around monkey junk hot and a dehydration.

i saw my first argentine fight today. it was between two ladies in their 20s and they were pulling each others hair while two guys tried to pull them apart. i felt very much like a middle schooler as i peered out the bus window to watch the situation.

yesterday i ate at a Cafe Tortoni which is over 150 years old. the place was amazing and well perserved. my favorite part of this excursion was not the food or even the view, but it was the museum above it. what made it so worth while was the fact that La Orchestra de la Academia National de Tango was practicing and i got to watch. There were 5 violins, one base, 1 cello and piano, a very talented male singer and 4 acordians! It was beuatiful and i took such delight in watching/hearing live music.

On to the good news.....House Church. I think we´ve started one even though i´m not sure they are aware that we are a church. Right now there are 4 girls and one guy but we really want at least one other guy. We met once last week and everyone really wants to contunue meeting on a regular basis for focused God discussion and pray and meet throughout the week so that we can be each other´s support. I´m so excited!!!!!!

about pictures, i´m having some technical difficulties with my camera. and a friend trimmed my hair a bit so the mullet is a bit more subtle (thought still there) and i haven´t cried about it in over a week, i think i´ve moved on.

and of course, i´m contining to learn about myself. if everyone could lable you with one adjective, who would you be in the group? the funny one? smart one? the leader? i feel like i would be the ¨sweet one¨most of the time and that seems a bit boring. who remembers the sweet one? they aren´t the life of the party, not memorable. and then i think about it some more and being the sweet one isn´t so bad, actually its quiet nice. the funny ones need someone to entertain and laugh at their jokes and the leaders need people to follow them. yep, i´ve got my role but it doesn´t put me in a box. so for now i shall remain sweet. just call me dulce de leche (its like carmel and argentines are obsessed with it, just ask g-mo, he´ll know.)

They´re stuck in the American early 90s

So before I came here i held out on cutting my hair so that I could get whatever the latest style here is. BIG MISTAKE!! Its a mulletish type thing that looks kind of good on some people but mostly i don´t like it. I sucked it up and got one anyways and this was followed by crying and homesickness. That was two days ago. When I got out of the shower yesterday, I cried again. I feel so incredibly ugly but it´ll be okay. I think I´m just going to get my hair cut short and spunky by an American friend here.
Mullet=bad (even if everyone´s doing it). Lesson learned.

I ate in Chinatown after my horrible hair experience. Chinatown consists of about a street.Mmm...chinese food is so good. The stereotype of always getting alot of food when ordering Chinese is still ringing true.

Boliche (sp?) is like a dance club here and its um.....well....interesting. The one we went to was lame but I have officially gone to a discotecha (sp? yet again).

Natalie and I are getting together for prayer/God stuff this week and she there´s a boy in her class that we wearing a Young Life tshirt that wants to start a Bible study. Could there be a house church on the rise? Oh how I hope so but if not thats okay. Getting in some God focused fellowship is gonna be nice.

Its different living in a big city. I think the worst part is that its noisy all of the time and that makes sleeping difficult. Every night I wake up in the middle of it to put back in my ear an ear plug that feel out. Its kind of humorous sometimes.

I LOVE SUMMER

So this is what its like to be a foreigner

Buenos Aires is amazing. however, my first impression was that it was huge, run down and dirty. homesickness set in the second i layed eyes on it. things have changed since then. for those of you that wonder what the books mean when they prent that buenos aires is the paris of the americas, let me explain it to you by saying that many of the buildings here are decadant and french looking.

its such a blessing to have a friend here. tori, what an spectacular girl, was mine and natalies mutual friend. man, God is good.

So, im definately a stupid tourist here and i hate it. but im starting to learn my way here (i cant wait until i learn how to make an apostorphe here and my possesive words and conjunctions wont have { or nothing at all in theme)

i hope this blog makes sense, its been a long day and the internet cafe is getting smoky so i need to leave soon and i refuse to proofread.

okay, something ive learned about myself, im afraid of making mistakes. pride? probably. but it holds me back alot, ecspecially in speaking spanish in class and with friends, i perfer stangers on the subway, bus, restaurants, or my door man. anyways, now that i know this problem, i must get over it (thank you jesus that you will help me).another thing ive learned, i have a southern drawl. its true. i thought it was gone because i dont sound like a hick kentuckian (no offense) anymore. but still, my classmates immedately asked what part of the south im from when i said yall and spoke with my accent. this pose a problem because instead of the nice round a that one should use for spanish, mine is kind of flat and drawn out. yet agian, something to work on.

cough cough cough...too much smoke. ill write again in a week or so.

PS i miss my house church!!