October

It honestly feels like I've been here for a year now, that's how slow time passes here, but unfortunately it's only been a month. It's a depressing thought of having to spend October way down here int he middle of fucking nowhere; fall is my favorite season of year and it also happens to be the month of my birthday, yet I don't get to experience or enjoy the benefits. Seeing your breath for the first time with the leaves gradually shifting colors just makes you feel like a necessary change is finally approaching. Simply knowing that you'll see the same scenery over and over again for the two year stay just isn't very satisfying. I've always been someone who hated being exposed to the same shit time and time again, which makes this whole experience all the more interesting - how the fuck did I end up here? I hope a crunchy brown leaf finds its way here somehow.

I briefly read through my previous posts and realized that not once have I had something good to say about this island, other than the view, and thought I'd enlighten you guys with the wonderful parts of this little volcano.

1. The air conditioner has a remote.

That's it.

Furthermore, today was the day of our 2nd block exams, After the exam, all the tension that's been built up for the past three weeks have been lifted. Too bad that of the last four weeks of sunny weather, today was the one day it rained all day. Apparently another hurricane formed on top of us, and while we completely avoided the storm, we still got hit by the rain (and fuck was it a lot of rain). With the elevation of our dorm being so high, we're pretty much covered by clouds when it rains here; it got to the point where we couldn't even see down the street from the balcony of our dorm.

On a completely random note, I fucking hate the fact that obnoxious idiots with  absolutely no education or any ability to speak proper English work the dorms. I understand that idiots manage to inhabit more places than they should, but for once I wish they could've hired English affluent people to work in a dorm full of medical students; this is an English speaking school/island after all. I accidentally left a $40 pen in my scrubs when I was throwing them in the laundry, so I later go down to ask the people working the laundry machines if they had seen a pen, they did and they set it aside somewhere, but they don't remember where and didn't want to bother looking for it (at least that's what I think they said, bitches). Obviously I shouldn't have been so careless with the pen, but for anyone who keeps track of things I lose, I've lost one thing in the last six years, which was that SAME fucking pen I re-bought; shits cursed.