Oh god, could this BE any more embarrassing?

Alright, so I had the dance class from hell again yesterday...and it got worse. So, ok, we got there, and the prof. said it was going to be a day where we learn about the traditional games that the Mapuche tribe plays in Chile. Didn't sound too bad at first. Well, the first game starts, and it's just this game where you basically dance around in circles until the music stops playing...still not too horrible. Then came the result of the game...if you were the person standing in the middle of your little group of three, you had to remove one article of clothing. Now, does this sound like a game a person would play in a DANCE class? In the university? I don't think so! So yesterday lets go over what I was wearing...a t-shirt with nothing underneath, and jeans, and sandals. Since it was hot out yesterday, I didn't think to put on layers since I didn't think I would be playing strip dancing games in school...but I was wrong. So I frantically tried not to lose the game...and was relieved when I succeeded. Another gringa friend of mine that's in the class lost her shirt, though, and in order to get it back, she had to tell a joke in Spanish in front of the whole class, still without her shirt on of course. So after she struggled through that, we moved onto the next game...which for me was even worse. It was sort of like musical chairs...only I wanted to slit my wrists at the end of this one. It had the same stripping concept as the last game, and this time I lost on the first round. I only took off my watch, though, and again frantically tried not to lose for the rest of the game. I had some luck and didn't lose again, but then came the time to get our stuff back...and what I had to do was the most embarrassing thing that's happened to me down here so far. One of the guys took me outside so I couldn't hear what was going on inside the building, and then I was brought back in and had to stand in the middle of the circle of about 40 chileans and two other americans. Then I was told to pick a number 1-4. There were four secret people in the group, each assigned a number. Each number stood for something I had to do to each person. Here were my options: one number meant that I would have to kiss the person, another number meant that I would have to kiss the person and nibble on their ear, another number meant that I would have to bite the person's neck, and the last number meant that I would have to kick the person. Imagine my face as the professor is explaining these instructions. So I picked number one first, and I had to kiss this random guy in the class, in front of a group full of chilean guys going "ooooooh". Then, for the kiss and ear nibbling, it turned out to be my friend Emily. So, this time it was even worse, because I had to kiss a girl in front of the same group of guys, and they were all going "oooooh" and whistling...god, it was embarrassing! And then I had to bite this guys neck, again with the ooooh noises, and I had to kick some girl, and finally I got my watch back. I thought I was going to die....I kind of wish I would have, so I wouldn't have had to go through that. It was like the day of torture. Some other guy in the class had to do a striptease in front of everyone in order to get his clothes back. I'm telling you, does this sound like a class to you? I really haven't done too much dancing...it's pretty much just been the torturing.
Aside from all of that, though, everything is going well down here. The weather is back to being hot again...everyone thinks there's going to be a huge earthquake due to the dramatic change in weather, so we'll see. This weekend I get to travel again...I'm going to Pucón, which I think I mentioned before. It's a place where we get to climb up to the top of a volcano, and then there are also hot springs at the base of the volcano, so we're going to chill there for a while. It's a 15 hour bus ride, which sucks, but at least I get to travel :) I was supposed to have my first huge test this morning, but I got to class and we found out that our prof. was sick and wasn't coming to class. Gotta love the chilean system...you never find stuff out until you've already woken up at 6 am and studied the night before...I think I'm going to end up passing my classes here, but I don't know, I should probably be writing a paper for one of them right now. And I may never go to dance class ever again, hahaha, but anyways, I'll try to keep you updated! Chau!