So apparently the shirt I was wearing yesterday made me look pregnant because when I was shopping the woman working at the store asked me if I was pregnant. When I told her no she didnt appear embarassed or apologize for her mistake. I later noticed that the shirt was bunched up under the sweater I had on and I guess could have made me look slightly pregnant. I couldnt take too much offense to it because of how direct the culture is here eventhough normally I would have considered her to be very rude. Sometimes I feel like I am being yelled at by Virginia but really she is just talking in her normal tone which can at times sound angry.

This past weekend was another long weekend due to Columbus day where pretty much no one works or goes to school. Thursday night I went to a jazz club with Griffin some of his friends from the U.S. who had arrived that day and Brenda. We got there late, and the hostess told us there was still a second of the show left and made us each pay 20 pesos (5 USD). However, the band only played about three more songs. So we were kind of mad that we had to pay so much. Apparently we could have argued with the lady and gotten some money back. Brenda told us that every restaurant and club has some kind of book that is required by the government here. If you are unhappy with your service you can ask to see it and I guess write complaints in it and get money back for poor customer service. If the restaurant doesnt have a book or refuses to let you see it you supposedly can get them in trouble with the law. At the time we didnt feel the need to do so and just stayed after the band played.

Friday I wasnt too productive during the day pretty much relaxed. That night I went with Griffin and some other people to a reggae club called Uniclub. It was a relaxed atmosphere and the music was really good. I met a girl who noticed me and another friend speaking English in the bathroom and introduced herself. Her name was Ruby and said she was from Hawaii but now lives here with her Argentine boyfriend. I told her how it is difficult to find nice Argentine guys who arent total creeps. Apparently their are some good ones out there.

Saturday I went shopping in an area called Plaza Serrano that has a feria on the weekends and all the shops are open and many local designers sell their merchandise there. It is really cool because a few of the bars that are only open at night allow the designers to set up stands inside the bar and sell until later at night. I found a lot of good things but it was nearly impossible to shop and try things on because there were so many people! Also trying stuff on gets difficult because usually there is only one size and the sizes here are so small that it makes normal body types seem obese. This country actually has the second highest rater of eating disorders in the world under Japan. The majority of the women are extremely thin and really look very unhealthy. Brenda told me that in the 90's anorexia was such a "fad" that stores only carried the smallest of sizes. The government actually had to pass a law to require stores to carry bigger sizes. I really don't understand how the people are so skinny here because most of the food is horrible for you. The milk that they drink is more like cream, a lot of the stuff is fried, breadm pasta, pizza ,and they love red meat here of course. I am really excited to have vegetables and low carb meals again and food with more flavor when I go back to the U.S.

After my shopping excursion, I went to see the Argentina vs. Peru soccer game. A group of us got there right when the game was starting but of course it was a long process to actually get into the stadium. We had to walk through several barricades because we were at the wrong entrance of the field. Most of the streets were blocked of making it impossible to get around. Eventually we got into the stadium and got up to our "seats." I felt so foreign! There were tons of Argentinians blocking the stairs to get into the bleachers, so we had to somehow squeeze through all of them to get up to the top. Once we got to the top, we had an amazing view and it was a great game. Argentina scored and was winning pretty much the whole game. Shortly after half time it started to pourrrrrr down rain. It was coming directly towards where my group was sitting of course. Within the last ten minutes of the game, Peru scored tying the game 1-1. And somehow despite the ridiculous amount of rain one of the players Maradona (who is actually a drug addict) slid and scored winning the game for Argentina. It was pretty exciting! But then we all had to walk home in the pouring down rain because it was nearly impossible to get a cab or bus. That night, I met some other friends at a little bar in Palermo called Sugar that has good drink specials. We then went to a club called Pacha which was pretty far away on the outskirts of the city. It was also still pouring down rain. The club was huge and really neat however pretty much everyone there was on drugs except for us. It was actually nice to not be approached by creepy boys because they were all in their own world. We stayed there til about 630 am and decided we had enough of the blasting techno music.

Sunday I went to San Telmo and found a really nice birthday gift for my room mates 21st which is coming up. I wont say what it is in case she is reading. That night I went out with Brenda for one of her friend´s birthdays. We had a good time dancing and the dj played a lot of really great music from the 90´s. I called it an early night since I was out so late the night before.

Yesterday I attempted to go to the gym but it was of course closed due to the holiday, so I went on a run around Belgrano and found a lot of neat little parks I had never been to. Afterwards I went to the Japonese garden with my friend Jessica. We had really good Japonese food at the restaurant there and walked around the garden and got some pretty pictures. Afterwards, I shopped around Plaza Serrano again and found a purse that I had been looking for to go out. I was pretty tired after walking around all day and attempted to go to a movie store to rent some dvds. I didnt have my passporte and so couldnt create an account there so couldnt rent a movie. I decided just to go home and watch a movie that I had bought that my friend Francisco suggested I watch. It was supposed to be in French with Castellano subtitles but for some reason the subtitles didnt work. So I attemped to understand a movie and French but pretty much just fell asleep. Today is a beautiful day...going to the Lago de Palermo with Liz. Thats all I have for now!