Maybe this can be the new FAILblog.

I realize that I absolutely suck at keeping up a consistent blog. You´d think with no friends, no life, I´d be all up in this blog´s face. So what happened, you might ask? ILLNESS. DEATHLY ILLNESS.
No no, that´s a lie. But I was sick for the past three days and being bedridden kind of thwarted my initial plan of blogging what I had done this past weekend. So, a brief recap:
Friday, July 4: After accidentally sleeping through class (my afternoon siesta ran late--oops), I ran to Casa Xalteva (not my school, but the other school nearby where most students seem to be taking Spanish classes) to catch the bus to see the volcanoes at Masaya. Casa Xalteva has some friggin awesome connections so they arrange these extremely cheap excursions to various places near Granada and all profits go towards helping the school. So I went with Brad to Masaya and we saw this volcano. I believe there were 3 craters, but one of them is really angry and exploded in 2001 and cast a fiery mess on a bunch of cars in the parking lot. Now, there are signs in the parking lot that says, "Please park facing exit," for a speedy getaway I presume. So this really angry crater spews out enormous clouds of toxic gas so we had to wear gas masks to go near it--I wish I could upload pictures!! I´m working on figuring that out. Also in the volcano park was this cave created by a flow of lava in which 4 different species of bats reside. Bats are way cuter than I thought. You know what´s not cute thought? Canadians. The most annoying Canadian man was on this tour and he somehow managed to get into one of my pictures, as in like, posing--taking the picture with me. Why Canadian?!? We are not friends!
Saturday, July 5: Me, Caroline (my next door neighbor who is living this weekend, =( boo), Brad, Jenny B., Jenny M., and Todd managed to get a hookup with Xalteva and got a cheap way to go to Laguna de Apoyo. It´s a beautiful mineral lake that has mysteriously formed in the crater of a dormant volcano. Since it´s a crater, after about 10 feet in, there is a sudden drop as you get closer to the mouth of the volcano. It is EXTREMELY deep. We stayed at this Bed and Breakfast owned by a young American couple, though their parents were running it since the couple was on vacation (the old man was such a hick). We didn´t stay the night, but for $5 we got access to tubes, a kayak, the dock, and cheap beers and sodas. The house is called La Orquidea and it is one of the most amazing things I´ve ever seen. It looks like a tropical wonderland or something. Again, I´m hoping I can get pictures up soon.
Sunday, July 6: Caroline and I planned, with a tourism company so this was more expensive than it would have been with Xalteva, to go do a canopy tour in Mombacho park. Mombacho is the biggest volcano here, and I still haven´t seen it. The canopy tour (which is just flying through the forest on ziplines) was awesomeeeeee. Purvi, I would say ziplines in Costa Rica were better because there was more wildlife and etc to see. However, pros of this canopy tour: Nami had contacts, so she could actually see. Also, the guides did crazy shit like holding on to you when you went sometimes so that you could fly like superman. Also, when we got back, I went to mass at the main cathedral downtown (making Mary proud).
Monday, July 7: PURVI´S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!! also, the plague befalls me.

I finally made it to work today. I get the feeling that my boss doesn´t like me. Maybe it´s because there is already the other volunteer (who, btw, I find is a bitch with a tree stuck up her ass) is already well situated here and so I just feel very much like an outsider. Whatever, the work honestly is not that fulfilling. I spend all day making posters on birth control or even more mundane shit, like the birthday poster (yes that´s right, a BIRTHDAY poster--a list of every employee´s birthday) I´m currently wasting my time on. Tomorrow and Friday I get to go and watch the women give a seminar about random things to women in other villages nearby, so hopefully that will be better. I get the feeling though, from just my experience thus far and speaking to other volunteers I´ve met around here, that more than the work you´re mostly just here to enjoy the novelty of living in a different environment. So that´s what I´ve been doing. That, and buying lots of cool jewelry. Okay, end of another epic post. Granted that I don´t contract the HIV or anything, I´ll try to blog more frequently.

P.S.
To those of you who are wondering what has happened to my stalking habits--have they been quelled? Oh, no no. For a bit they were. I was not thinking of boys. But then, THEN, I saw Oliver. Oh my god. He is so beautiful. And I am SO fucking creepy. Thank god I don´t see him, like, ever, since he is at Xalteva. Then again, that just means that on the few occasions I do see him, I make an ass out of myself and just stare at him from afar. Way to go.