tengo una casa tengo una casa

so i got in two days ago i think, on the 14th but was so tired and out of it that all i could tell you about that day was that its hard to pronounce marmalade in spanish, really fucking goddam cold here, and my ass brought waaaaay too much shit bc i need to go shopping asap these chilenas got some fuckin cute clothes and everybody got what appear to be cute and funky and warm and waterproof and practical boots. so i got a bunch of crap i wont be wearing for another four months or so and like a sweater. yeah. anyway, all that really happened that day was finding food and eating it. the next day we started our spanish class waaaay early in the morning. i overslept cause all my and my roomies time apparatuses are set three hours slow...had to rush out with no coffee and hit the metro. luckily for me they have coffee in a machine on campus. its pretty cool,it spits out a cup and fills it with instant. petes it aint but hey. so they gave us a test, split us up into two groups and started class. lucky for me im in the dummy class taught by this beautiful young chilena who is getting her masters at catolica. yet another example of chilena chic, bobbed hair funky but forties long skirt and coat plus lovely bluish boots...after that more food...and then the attempt to find a home. i had begun to worry and decided to hit a place that another student already moved into...so i made my way out there and was in love. its a huge and lovely house in a huge and lovely hood with lots of students and one of them is the daughter of the woman who owns the house. she and mom are really sweet and kind of funny (as far as i can tell) and everyone kisses you when you mmet which was odd at first but its nice...so i have a big room with two small beds and a big window. just got settled in a bit, feeling pretty sleepy still so yo me voy a descansar.