6-19-10  7:05am

This week has been such an emotional rollercoaster and the weekend is not over yet. I started off this week feeling great, I fixed up my lab, attended neighborhood meetings and passed out surveys and still was pretty busy. About mid week I started to develop this crazy tick. Haha. I was really starting to go nuts because I pretty much reached a standstill and was dying of boredom to do something. I fixed the computers in my lab to the full extent of my knowledge so I could't do much there, I was waiting to take this damn letter to the capital which took forever to come around (we went thursday by the way and I got my mail and I think the visit went well), and there wasn't a planned neighborhood meeting for the rest of the week so I couldn't finish off my surveys and was like a sitting duck. Quack. On top of all that a lot of the dominicanisms that normally wouldn't bother me were now making me contemplate murder. Or a least harming someone in a bad way. Haha. I could not handle the dominican men cat calls and stares when I go for my runs anymore and I was feeling lonely and bloated and fat. Poop.

I hate just being bored and unproductive. I can handle a day or two where I become so anti-social that I lock myself in my room from everyone else and read all day but this was starting to become a habit and I needed to get out! So I decided to go buy an empanada from the nearby stand in the park and sat down. Bad idea. The empanada girl was cool, we started to talk about who I was and she offered me a beer so I accepted. I probably sat there for 45 minutes telling her my sob story about how I need to go out and I was looking for dominican friends and she understood what I felt and said nice things. Ok. So why bad idea? 

Last night I had a side meeting with one of my project partners where he needed to warn me about being friends with a certain someone. Apparently someone had contacted him and told him to "Be careful" with me because I have been seen numerous times talking to a lesbian. FML. To show you how the dominican chismé works. I decided to release myself and make this new friend Wednesday night. I only had met her this night and never spoke to her since. I had this talk with my partner Friday night and he said he has been meaning to talk to me about this for days now. WTF!!!!!!! This shit just happened! I was seriously talking to this girl for 45 minutes eating an empanada and having a beer and now I am a lesbian. Apparently I met up with her on more than one occasion. These dominicans are nuts about finding gossip. I pretty much got the lesbian vibes from her from the gitko, she looks butch, she talked like a boy and she asked if I had a boyfriend then asked if I have ever had a boyfriend. Haha. Yes girl, I like boys!! Ay dios….. 

I guess thats what I get for doing something to make myself feel better. I dig myself into a bigger shithole. Haha. Thanks for listening to my lesbian rant. And excuse the language.

On another note, this weekend is Joe and Tophers birthday so we are headed out to Santiago for a well needed night of relaxation (or beers and dancing). I think I can honestly say that I need to get out of my site and have some contact with other individuals who understand the frustrations that I am going through. And I do need a beer. The rest of this month seems to be jam-packed now with all the events coming up. Next week I have to give 2 presentations to the parents and students of the liceos about the work I have done and the results of the surveys I passed out and future plans (sign-up sheets for classes and such, yikes I am starting classes!) Next weekend is the half marathon which I am going to die in or at least be made a fool (Friday morning I ran to the zoo which I am guessing is 8 km or close to 5 miles one way for a total of 10 miles (It really seems like so much more!). I really was just trying to run constantly for 2 hours straight but I actually met the owner of the zoo and had a private tour (they have lions!) so that was kind of cool.) Anywho, the next weekend after the half marathon is 4th of July which I am so excited for! Camping out on the beach (just getting to use my sleeping bag is exciting! I was beginning to think wtf did I bring this) seeing a different site in the south with all the rest of my friends for the weekend will be epic. I am highly excited for this event.

P.S. Thanks to my sister and family for sending me a huge package that arrived in April but I am barely getting now. I love the granola bars, new clothes and trail mix. Yes! Love you guys!

P.P.S. I think I may try the Atkins diet. Yes its that serious.