Guess what I did today? I walked three miles in the rain! It was great, (meaning long, cold, and slightly humorous in hindsight). However, after I got home, there was victory. During dinner, we started talking about movies and actors and their daughter (in her 30’s) and I started discussing which actors were hottest. She loves Adrien Brody which I don’t understand, but we both agreed on George Clooney.
I told her about my nomination for best supporting actress alongside George in The Ides of March, and how he’s great and stuff. Anyways, by the end of the convo I was saying how no one deserved George but me. Typical. This really was a dumb conversation, and it’s even less interesting to retype, but it was the first time I managed to be sarcastic/sassy in Spanish!
This is a big deal. I am a very sarcastic person, and thus far my personality has been nonexistent. Sometimes I don’t know exactly what they’re saying to me so I just say “Que buenooo” or “Perfecto!” or “Que linda”. Until now I think I’ve come off as literally loving every single thing and being impressed by everything they say, I’m pretty sure they think I’ve been living under a rock for the last 20 years.
Look at this photo carefully. See how my face looks kind of weird?
It’s because I was singing “Don’t Cry for me Argentina” as we stood in front of the Casa Rosada (where Evita lived). Not kidding.