A little visit from HELP! Emergency

Alright, so usually around 7-7:30 I get woken up from all the hustle and bustle going on as my dad gets ready for work. It's annoying, but whatevs. I usually can just go back to sleep. With a big pillow over my head, that is. Well, today I thought it was another routine awakening when I heard people talking and walking around, but after a few moments I realized that they were being really loud. Which made me really annoyed. Because Jenni likes her sleep. So I was laying in bed debating what to do. I'm sick of this, I thought to myself. They are so rude! So I decided I would nonchalantly walk out of my room for a little bathroom break, trying to make it known that they had awaken me from my sweet slumber. I opened the door to my bedroom, walked down the hall a little bit, and looked into the living room. What's the first thing the catches my eye? "HELP! Emergency" written big bright letters on the back of an EMT's jacket. And sitting right in front of said EMT is Benja with a huge oxygen mask over his face. My mom, Patty, realized I had woken up and came over to explain to me that Benja's throat had closed up because it had gotten so cold. And she said something about the flu too. (No, I don't know if he has asthma.) So there I was, feeling like a humongous jerk because just a minute before I was cursing my family for being loud while my little brother was gasping for air. Way to go, Jen. I wanted to do something to show that I cared, but it was 3:00am and I had just woken up and I was really tired so I couldn't think of anything. So I just went back to bed. I mean, what was I supposed to do? Anyways, when I woke up again 7 hours later, Benja was home and I asked him how he was feeling and he said he was feeling better. So no worries. Until tonight when it gets cold again. Hmm.

Did you notice how I said the emergency people worked for HELP! Emergency? Why use English? Gahh. Decide on a language and stick with it, people. Sometimes, I think people here buy clothes that have English writing just because they think it's cool. Like, I saw a man yesterday with a nice leather jacket on, and then when he turned around I saw huge orange letters that read "BEER DELIVERY GUY." Classy. And when I was browsing through Ripley's once (it's comparable to a JCPenny's, I would say), I saw a shirt that said "I *heart* World Peace." Well, um yeah. I think we all do.



No, Auntie Kim, you still could not see the ocean if you stood on a ladder from San Cristobal. Es triste, yo sé.

I'm taking 2 classes specifically for foreigners, so I think I'll be alright in those. The 2 classes that are with the other Chilenos have been pretty difficult so sit through and understand, so I don't know how I'll end up doing. In one of the classes, an intercultural health class, we have done little group discussions in every class, so I've met other students that way. Hopefully they'll be able to help me if I need it.

The Pacific Ocean was superbien! Lake Michigan comes in a close second. I'm actually going back to the beach this weekend to stay at my great-aunt Julia's beach house. So I'm super excited about that.

I haven't read Isabelle Allende, but I've heard of her. I might look around for the book though. Gracias por la sugerencia!



I've been here exactly one month already. Super crazy, huh? I think so.


Besos!