Welcome To Miami....

Have I mentioned lately how much I miss the English language?
Well....I do.
I came back to Miami on Saturday, because classes started today and I must admit, theres something so magnetic about this city. When I was first here, in summer, I didn't want to be here, but the VERY MOMENT I left, I missed it to the tenth power. To the twentieth power.
So, now....I'm back. Back to my pink-and-orange themed SINGLE dorm room, with the dim lighting (thank GOD I invested in a floor lamp...now it's TOO bright) and the bare creme colored walls. Back to wanting to stab myself in the early AM, becase I stayed out too late the night before. Back to seeing random new faces everyday and attempting to remember everybodys name. But most importantly, BACK TO SPANISH, SPANISH, SPANISH.
Now, my family is from the islands, and I understand most spanish (though I opt not to speak it often) but this place is straight up, Cuban Spanish, NO ENGLISH, and too bad if you aren't bilingual. It's everywhere. NOBODY IN THIS DAMN PLACE SPEAKS ENGLISH.
The signs are in Spanish.
The FOOD is arroz con pollo, shoot yourself if you don't know what pollo means.
And the campus is based around the Latin-American culture.
It's beautiful and all, but it slightly drives me up a wall. Maybe this is why Miami is 90% Latino....non-latino people love to visit, but after a while, you feel like you're not even in America anymore.
I actally feel like I'm celebrating Calle Ocho everyday around here....hahaha
Bienvedio A Miami !!

Au Revoir...I know, I know, that's totally French. :)
Paz, Amor Y LA RAZAA!
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