Día de Pascua and other randoms

So this past Sunday was Easter here. It's pretty much the same here as it is at home. Felipe and Raimundo (my little brothers) woke me up at 6:30 in the morning so I could watch them look for chocolate eggs. And then my host dad made me an "American" lunch, which consisted of french fries and salad, with cooked plums for dessert. Hmmm...don't think I would normally eat that at home, but it was sweet anyways. OH---I finally saw Ice Age II and it was fabulous! Of course it was in Spanish, so the voices weren't as cool, but it was still really funny. Thankfully it was translated with Mexican Spanish, which is a lot easier for me to understand because it's a little slower and it doesn't use as many weird words that the Chileans use. It's my host mom's birthday today, and I walked all around the city for two hours trying to find a place that sells flowers. That doesn't sound too hard, right? Well, I checked about three grocery stores and walked around six markets, and still no flowers. So I ended up getting her a card and a box of chocolates instead. Friday night she's taking me out with all of her friends to celebrate her birthday, so that should be fun. I had to sing in dance class again today...I think I'm getting used to it now, though. Everyone in that class is pretty funny, so it's not really a problem anymore. The other day my little brothers had to collect snails to bring to one of their classes at school, and they had them in a box in their bedroom, and when they woke up they had like six snails crawling all over their walls...I thought it was hilarious. Mainly because Felipe, he's 10, is completely disgusted with the snails, and he just kept making this face and saying, "Eww, they have spit all over them!" and he was almost crying. I was trying not to laugh, but it was hilarious. And then the other day, Raimundo, he's 7, came home from school crying, and when we asked him what was wrong, he told us that he got into an argument with a bunch of people at school, including his teacher, because he told everyone about his "older sister" and no one believed that he had one. The teacher kept asking why he had a sister from the US when he and his parents live here, and all the other students told him he was making it up. So he came home crying, and then he hugged me and was like, "No one believes that you're my sister!" Hahaha, so I guess I was the talk of the elementary school that day...Anyways, I've been delaying writing the five papers that I have due tomorrow, and I decided to take a break by writing in English for a while, but now I really have to get back to them. Chau!