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YES!

I finally had one! I had a dream where I speak in Spanish in my dream! It was kinda funny though because the exact parts of Spanish that I struggle with when I am awake, I struggled with in my dream (I am not sure when to say ¨¿Que haces?¨, or ¨¿Que estas haciendo?¨ since in this circumstance you cannot just translate perfectly from English to Spanish). But in any case, I had the dream early this morning and woke up right after it. I was so excited that I had had a dream in Spanish that it took a while to fall back asleep. I have been here in Chile for almost 4 four months now, it is about time...

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Rach said…
Last night I dreamt I was a spy for the CIA (probably due to the fact that I rented the entire first season of Alias, which is awesome btw). Looks like we're both having interesting dreams lately, although, mine was still in English....*sigh*...oh well, it was still great. I love you! I love that you called and I cried because I missed it. I was on a mission yesterday after work. Call me again soon love, I would absolutely die to talk to you!!! Try calling me on my home phone (i would post it, but I don't really think that's the best idea..if you don't have the number just email me) alright, off I go. Adios mi amore!Agent green signing out.
Anonymous said…
Well, that sure is the sign of coolness if you ask me. I guess you can say that I am quite jealous(In a good, not coveting way). It's been great reading your blogs mi amiga. You are in my prayers, and maybe one of the these days we'll be able to both throw up our feet and talk the mexi-talk...I'm still working on my end of things.

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