Habla ya!

So I moved into the school today. The room I have is massive and unessacary. Its up these tiny stairs and far from the bathroom but it is massive with lots of blankets and a decent pillow.

There aren´t many people at the school so Im still pretty much on my own. If I wasn´t so damn lazy I could have looked for the school I originally planned on going to that was bigger and more social but whats done is done. I can deal with the quiet and such but I asked for a female teacher because Im just more comfortable with them, I´ve had male teachers in the past try to have inapproriate conversations and I just really don´t feel like putting up with that. So what do I get a male teacher. A male teacher who is not the least bit interested in teaching. He is sarcastic as hell making all these sly comments about the government and such not which all I understand because surprise I don`t know everything about Central American politics then he chuckles to himself like he´s the funniest shit around. He actually answered his phone which I guessed was his girlfriend because he kept whispering ¨no ahora amor, mi amor, mi amor, estoy en clase, te dige a las 1030, mi amor. ok ok ok te quiero amor, te quiero, te quiero mucho.¨ That was fun. I think he just doesnt know what to teach me either, because I´ve learnt everything I just want a review and practice and such. I have all the rules and tenses written in my book from Ecuador and he was basically just repeating everything so I realized if I was more motivated I could probably just study the notes I already have but at least this forces me to speak for 4 hours a day.

He marked me as Advanced spanish, which I dont really agree with though its nice to know.

Guatemala is interesting. Very different than the rest of Central America. I ate what they apparently consider steak here for lunch today, not so enjoyable but at least my jaw got a good workout.