Poetry

Nothing really new happened today, just more class and more rice and beans. It's odd that they eat the same exact food every day. It hasn't gotten old yet, but I don't know that I could say that if I lived here and ate it every day of my life.

Today in class we were talking about poetry and the poems you make out of each letter of a word. As an example, our professor decided to have us create a poem with my name (guess Tina's short enough, or something). I was bright red and didn't add much. But here's "my" poem:

Totalmente chevere (totally cool)
Inteligente (Intelligent)
Nueva amiga mia (my new friend)
Amen

Good times, good times.

I guess that's about it for now, we're off to some Dominican McDonald's for our "little bro's" 8th birthday party.