Another week gone by. Still here, becoming an fashion icon on campus... for real. They love me. And I am getting used to the whole only-girls-nothing-to-do-nowhere-to-go business... I get desperate at times, hysteric. I scare myself and others. Stop in the middle of the road. The other day I helped someone who fainted... I got to use my First Aid knowledge at last. Later I was in shock for no reason. This week I've been giving classes, five classes, and I've done it well. My students like me. They say 'Hi' to me and smile. And I wonder how did I manage.
Yesterday I had to yell at a sales assistant, because he wouldn't understand that I really really wanted to return my cell phone. In the end I did it. I don't want a cell phone anymore. Nothing to do with cell phones in America. People here are sometimes obtuse. Many are so inefficient. I don't understand. It's so frustrating. There are so many people, qualified people out of work in the world, and here you find folks earning good money who don't know what's an adapter or a SIM card (woking at the electronics department).
Friday night and no plans except to lie in bed and forget till tomorrow about my assignments. One of them about the aesthetics of my memoir, another about Donne, another about 'The White Man in the American Imagination'... that one is going to be irritating.
Is it four weeks or three that I have been here? Three. It seems an eternity. A deep blue eternity.
3 comentarios:
It's a nonsense , but your last look remembrance me Melissa Gilbert's in the 'Little house on the Praire... ' :)
se ero lì adesso dovevo farti l'amore vestita... stai troppo bene!
it seems u´re not enjoying there
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