rotary trip to maragogi!

i have just returned from the 3 day trip i took with all the foreign exchange kids in the north east of brazil. so heres the skinny.

day one

we started out getting on the bus for our 10 hour drive to maragogi beach, i met this kid that just got here and will be going to my school here, his name was david and he was and Austrian dude, unfortunatly he didnt speak portuguese and his english consisted of him always sayin. "oh thas goot, oh thas no goot." i also made friends with 3 canadians and got lots of canadian swag. everytime i talked to them i tryed to get them to say aboot, and sorry, so my first question to all of them was "so whats canada about" and then they would say "well its about...." or i would poke them, and then say sorry so they would be like "oh why are you sourry" but turns out my plan was foiled because they never responded like i hoped 2 of them just thought i was a nervous perv. when we got there i was roomed with completly silent roomates, one girl from germany, canada and finland. except the girl form finland dropped the "f" bomb every 15 seconds. But not to worry she gave me finish chocolate to compensate, which was a beautiful combonation of fluffy joy and joyness. then i got thrown in the beach with my clothes on by the Austrian kid which them spawned a plot for silent revenge. can anyone say "make up when he is sleeping" hah hah! later that night we went for dip in the ocean which i was freaked about, because of the high possibility of coming across andicondas!

canadian and austrian bro shot

turns out in austria their rotary jackets are acutally pimp jackets with a satin interior, all he really needed was a cane to complete the ansamble.

day 2

we woke up went to the beach for some swimmin time then napped for an hour. we then went to a 2 hour meeting where we learned the rules, but im thinkin the craziest exchanger will be the girl from taiwan because she couldnt speak enlglish or portguese. later we were put into teams for some activities, and they made me head captain because i came up with the group name "grfyndor," so everytime we won we could yell 10 points to grfyindor. we then played limbo and i brought the honor to the team due to all my bend. But to end on good terms we left our feelings on the dance floor and danced the night away.

so we prtended to take a picture of alyssa so that we could take a picture of this hilarious man.

i proposed a wrestling match and ended up keeping my championship right where i wanted. i am still undefeated. cant you just smell the victory.
foreign exchange homies

lightning bolt of the gods!

day 3

breakfast NOT in america
this little guy was just hangin havin some banana while we were eating, he had friends but they werent really people monkeys

we packed our stuff up and head home, on the way the mexican kid was sad he hadnt succeeded in getting his groove on so he ended up finding redemption by trying to make a baby with my friends hand. yeah freaky deeky dutch. then the austrian kid and the mexican girl started a love connection with eachother. who knew we were ridding on the freakin love bus!

there is a crazy person on the loose.

ok so i would like to inform everyone who is reading this, that there is someone who is impersonating me on myspace pretending to be me and adding all my friends, but heres the thing i dont have a myspace. Im pretty sure i know who it is but there is nothing i can do about it. this really blows though becuase i deleted my myspace 2years ago, switched schools and now i am in brazil and people are still pulling this tom foolery on me. i mean really come on! its not cool, please stop and just leave me alone i mean seriously i am not even in the united states anymore and you are still going after me. darn you!

a moment on the lips a lifetime on the hips

ok so here i have a maid who cooks and cleans all day meaning i really don't have to do alot in the moving department, and let me just testify that this brasil food, although truley delicious is making me fat, im pretty sure i will be a bonified heffer when i return because i can not stop eating, and its not just your basic meals, its cakes and pies and wierd milky fruity things. to say it simple i have really let myself go. but at least i can communicate through the language of food!

darn you indie/bicurious kids!

time for another party, so last saturday was my friend ritas going away party for the united states. I was super stoked thinking it was going to be an innocent dancy brazilian party. oh man was i wrong, as soon i got there i realized it was an indie/emo/bisexual party/drinking party. Crap! anyway i kept my cool and started to dance some of the awkwardness away, but then the new foreign exchange kid from mexico who had just arrived the night before showed up. he couldnt even speak portuguese and as soon as he got in the party he started getting his game on with like 5 girls, and to sum it up im pretty sure he loves brasil now. anyway everyone started to get way drunk and then kissy kissying all over the place, so i quickly made a run for the bathroom to escape the craze! while standing in the bathroom i had this strange urge to put on my chapstick before getting to the buisness about 2 seconds later this girl busts open the door, and due to my russian yack reflexs i leaped behind the door, and she just let loose, she hurled everywhere including on me. i sprang for the door and ran out yelling. anyway the party was a bit nutts, but on the brightside, the only way to be truley indie here is if you speak english. uh yeah bonus!

ok this si the mexican kid showin off his goods

yeah just look where he is looking, ah priceless ah that is the sweet smell of success

so to avoid another hurl on the face me and the bro went outside for a simple photoshoot!

first day of school! reppin

ok so monday of last week was my first day of school, and school here only goes from 7 to 12, which is good but it certainly doesn't seem shorter. anyway i only feel asleep once, but unfortunatly i couldnt understand anything so i just studied up on my portguese slang. the wierd thing though, was i thought people would be a little excited for a new kid, they were not. Note to self making friends in a foreign counrty is almost as impossible as it is in the United states. duh! i should have known that. people here just look at me when i am trying to talk and then laugh when i mid sentence, "hello i am foreign not brain dead!" anywho i found some sweet skate or die buddies, who put my board together, and it is fun to talk scars and falling with them. but its all cool because i still got 3 more months to get my groove on. so look out!

daniel and natalias goodbye partea!

my first saturday here, and i was invited to a going away party for my brother daniel, who is headin to europe and natalia, is lifetime friend who is also going to europe. the party was a hoot and a half, and in this sleek zillion dollar house/hangout place.

to start i was individually introduced to everyone of his friends, a little awkward, but fun. then as i wondered around i came across this girl who i met 2 days back, named rita. she introduced me to her friend and the rest was chemstry, of friendship i mean, we giggled and wondered around for a bit talking about music. But onward, the next stage of the night was dancing, and yes i did shake what my mother gave me. and quite well if i may say so myself. as the night carried all the kids were getting completely sauced.(with all the alcohol bought by the parents) and this one girl kept telling me she loved my in english, she passed out abouta n hour later. then i met a genius kid who is going to M.I.T. that was educating, but while i was talking to the child prodigy this other kid came over that was really drunk but started talking to me in austrailian english. it was priceless. he was so interesting, the whole night he was talking about all the serious and gnitty gritty buisness of life, and death and everything else. it was actually one of the best conversations i have had, even if he wouldnt even remeber it the next day, anyway the wierd part was he was tall, had black curly hair and a nice snouze, like and old friend of mine, freaky deaky friday! and who knew that a common effect of drinking is brazil is talking in english, total bonus for me! any the part was sweet, and the whole time my brother was giving all the boys that talked to me the, "hey thats my sister face" it was hilarious.

this is rita and i hanging, not to worry i was the only one not drinkin at the party, that is a camera case in my hand.classic brazillian grubthe kid on the left was the really cool guy i was talkin with all night hector, and the other one is my brother, hector took the gold in this situation. metaphorically of course

trip to asul

so my family went on a 3 day trip to asul the first week i got here, a town where almost everyone lives in poverty. So our job was to help them out. it was sweet. my parents were doctors so they did all the dirty work and i worked with the kids and in the dental section, teaching the kids how to man a toothbrush and toothpaste. the people were the coolest, and they had this clown guy for the kitties, who although very sweaty and a bit hairy was a way funny guy. unfortunatly my portugese was terrible so commmunicated through smiles, there was this one lady who had heard about me, so when she met me, she gave me the sweetest embrace of my life, then through out three days just kept saying "aih marina que bonita" and then kissing me. she was the greatest. anyway here are some photos.

here are some photos of the goods in Asul that i snapped.

ok so as we were walking to find a place to eat, there was this little guy with a white sheet on with this kick butt look on his face, in the simplest terms brasilian superman to be.

my hood!

ok once again i apologize for the blog delay, i have pretty limited internet access and time to use, it because its bonding time with the family, not with the computer. anyway here is a look at my housa. it is a loft and a total dream. and the beach that we live by in particular is a surf beach, bonus! surfer dudes for life!

this is my room!

the view from my room, yes that ocean is real, not a life size poster

this the living room, with a lone hamock. it is so beautiful

the view from the living room window. we are on the 3rd floor, you can almost taste the salty surfy water.

ah brasil is attacking me! and i think i like it!

ok i finally have internet access and i am ready to blog. i have been so busy and have not had anytime to do anything so there is quite a bit to catch up on. But to start i just want to say to my family which includes my best friend alecia, that you guys are the greatest and i am missin you like crazy, its way wierd seeing things change everytime i wake up, and its tough to not be able to share with my besties. so stay sweet!
and just a quick alecia intrulude, i would like to publically confess my love to my best friend. she really does complete me! there is not a person on this planet that is like her, and i am just glad that she shred some of her magnificent light of greatness on me. i love you dude, and for old times sake, you know why!

ok onward. just a little bit about brazil, things are nutts here, the driving is fun if you are into that, not knowing if you are going to live or die feeling. And the music on the radio is prieceless, they play 3 american songs, over and over again and that is beyonce, and fergie. and whenever it is the song "big girls dont cry" there is this faint black man sexy voice in the background saying the song in portuguese. As for the brazilian wear, it is flip flops and yes i was forced to buy some. i supposed i must also mention the party scence, here, let me just give a quick example, we go to have some innocent hamburgers, you know me and the other teenagers and my brother orders a half keg of beer, and its cool, everyone drinks, no matter the age, and the parents buy it for them as well. but not worry i am the american square here. but now for some family business. so i got here and my family is way sweet. My parents are doctors and both way cool. My 17 year old brother is always defending my honor, and my 11 year old brother jose, is a soap opera die hard, he loves it, he is so sweet. he will be such a dreamboat when he is older. and my little bro tito, who is 9 can't speak but he speaks through the language of friendship. all you have to do is hold his hand and he is happy, basically the most precious human alive. anyway thats just a breif summary of what i get to take part in everyday.

i am finally here.

ok so i have been traveling for 2 days and i am finally here in Brazil. its nuts. and like always i got sick. after the longest flight, which was 10 hours. we hit the ground and as soon as the airplane came to a complete stop i hurled like 5 times. then after having to fill out my flue packet, due to the brazilians superstition that everybody is going to die from swine flu, i stood there threwing up in line for customs. everyone was freaked. the look on their faces was priceless. then after i got my luggage i sat there and had my last super violent barf sesh. but on a lighter note, i did feel like i had a six pack a brewin. oh and there was this wierdy glamourous man that looked like a huge human stake asking all the girls if they wanted candy. it kind of made me feel better to know i was not the only one having issues at that moment. anywho my family does not speak english so it is really hard to communicate but i am getting there. give me 3 months and i will be workin for the brazilian gov. but on the bright side the house is a dream, my room has this giant window overlooking the beach and i get to kick back to a wave soundtrack 24 sev. anyway. thats all for now. later!