"Take it Easy" (Eagles)

Woke up with awful feelings. Physically sick feelings, but caused by emotions sort of thing. Its the one year anniversary of my Grandfather's death and it still slaps me in the face sometimes being my first funeral of someone so close to me. It literally kept me from speaking Spanish this morning with my family, kept me from getting out of bed, kept me from being motivated to call someone or do homework. I just kept thinking about everything that happened a year ago today. I remember exactly where I was sitting in between Atwood and the PAC where I was forced to sit down and cry becuase I my knees gave out when my mom told me he was dying. My terrible memory of course remembers those moments I'd rather for get. Ugh, life.

Eventually I showered and went to class via Lindsay's host dad. We all, again, ghetto packed into this pick-up truck. We walked over to the artes y humanidades building but of course class ended up being on the opposite end of campus hiding behind some other buildings. It turned out to be pretty sweet though, we do a lot of computer activities in this class, so at least I can understand that much. It was funny because they blocked social networking sites and translators about 10 minutes after everyone logged in, but we all found ways around it. Felt like high school, ha.

After that, I chilled with Lindsay and Jessica on the steps for a while as Lindsay was supposed to be doing her journals for Luz's class. We ended up talking instead. Going to class and being with people really helped me, I just wish I could see that to be motivated to get up and out to help myself. There is no way I could retrace the conversation, but I know the conclusion was that the most important thing in life is to be happy. Yeah, things happen, other emotions are necessary. But once they're felt and dealth with, its not right to sit on sadness or anger for too long. Its not worth it.

I came home from then, had own-say, got teased by my papa that I had a pololo since I was home so much later from class, and then watched Donde esta Elisa. Well, Elisa died. Chile is devastated. It is like the most popular Chilean telenovela, and I'm not going to lie, I am hooked.

Now I'm curled up in bed with my guatero (that thing full of hot water my mama puts in my bed at night to keep me warm) and trying to figure out if I want to run tomorrow. I think I need to, I ate too much pan again. I found out its going to be ZERO celcius tomorrow. AKA 32 degrees fahrenheit in the morning. NNnooOOooo! It was like 75 at one point last week! Meh, I'll just suck it up, becuase soon it'll get really cold in St.Cloud and I'll be on the beach :)