Before I left for Buenos Aires I thought up a few goals that I wanted to accomplish this semester, and I have two more to add:

1) Take a picture with Mariano, my indecently attractive “Mítos, Iconos y Tradiciones Inventadas” professor, so I can frame it/make it my facebook profile picture until the Internet stops working 
2) Become a SPICY LATINA

Let’s focus on the latter.  I’m not sure exactly how I’m going to make it happen, but I feel like I’m on the right track because tonight I had my first Tango dancing class!  Since NYU is just like Emerson in it’s male to female ratio, there were only 4 guys and 12,3423 girls.  But wow—I didn’t know that tango would be tan complicado!   It took a while just to get the walking style down because we are Americans and we don’t know how to be sensual and Tango is all about “having an intimate connection with your partner.”  UH-OH, HOPE MY PERSONAL SPACE ISSUE ISN’T GONNA BE A PROBLEM!  Our instructor taught us the basic six steps and next week we’re going to learn some of the more complicated moves and turns, Tuesday nights are going to be very fun and saucy!

Now I have the most disgusting amount of reading to do for Mariano’s class and I want to fully comprehend it so he doesn’t think I’m an idiot.  Hopefully our next reading will be this:

It’s real.  He wrote it.  It’s quite depressing that the most beautiful person in the world is so gay that he WROTE AN ENCYCLOPEDIA ABOUT BEING GAY I WILL NEVER GET OVER THIS DEVASTATING BLOW GOODBYE.