El laburo

So, I have been going to job interviews here and there, but nothing really ever panned out. Well, I have no been hired as a call center representative at the website: BuenosAiresDelivery.com I recieve orders that people place online and I call the restaurant and place the delivery order. Its a lot of fun, so far I like working there. Just fighting my way through classes now, until the end of the quarter, trying to figure out whether I'll go back to Spokane for my last classes in September or do them online. If I go back I could possibly go to Cuba in December. Its a hard decision though, seeing as I have almost a whole second/parellel life here in Argentina now.

So yeah... about that...

Well, as I was excited before about meeting kids in my classes and getting into the material. I sort of regret it now. I feel the University, as I am now remembering about last year, organizes their schedules around giving time to the American students to party. So I spend the middle of my day, starting at 1pm in class, when I could take advantage of that time to be going and experiencing the culture and/or looking for a job. I would rather start classes during the morning. Another problem I have with a lot of the students, not all, but a lot is that they came with the idea that this was some sort of vacation, mainly because their Universities don't transfer their grades as numbers or letters, rather as Pass or Fail. All they have to do is pass, so they don't care much about working hard on the material. This means that when I'm assigned to groups for presentations in class, I ended up doing most of the work. (which I like to do anyways), but its annoying when we get to the day of the presentation they don't know what we're talking about, and because they usually don't care much about learing Spanish properly, I have to back peddle and explain everything better to make sure my grade doesn't suffer. This is a rant blog. Anways, on a litter note, La Oreja de Van Gogh, a band from Spain I first started listening to when I was learning Spanish is coming to Buenos Aires and I bought tickets. Ok, so I'm not 13 any more, but I'm not going to miss one of the first bands I ever listented to in Spanish: