Que Verguenza!

I put a black scarf in my laundry on thursday morning, and now several of my favorite articles of clothing have large black blotches on them. Including my new pajamas, my new jeans, and my favorite mustard-colored sweatshirt.

But more importantly, I went to the CSA meeting last night (Carribbean Students Association) and I really don't know why I thought it would be okay to think Minnesota was part of the caribbean. It's a bunch of really fun people though, and as long as I have Jonathan to translate slang words for me, I fit right in.

I spent all of Monday in Daytona Beach with Armando, Luis, Gabe, Niko, Jorge, and Andrea for Armando's birthday. It was really refreshing to be off campus and out of Melbourne, and I also got quite the education in latin music and language, because there were maybe 10 english words spoken to me all day.

And thanks to my personal trainer Alex, I'm getting closer to my goal of one pull up by my birthday. I've been going to the gym at least every other day to do my work out, and I'm exhausted. I think my 179 degree angle has turned into maybe 120. Earlier this week I was grooving to the music at the gym and someone saw me, and it was kind of a funny way to meet someone. His name's Mike, from Ghana, Aerospace grad student, and now I see him when I go to the gym past like 10pm.

More anecdotes later, I've got some catching up to do!