The Perks of Being a Cuban.

Today was a very interesting day. It was a regular, plain day in school. Nothing special happened. I finally was able to do my English presentation and that huge weight has been lifted, since I did fear that all of my observations of the poem were wrong. My Spanish teacher is one of a kind, I think. I hope. If there's more than one of her, the world is sure to implode. On Monday, she was looking through an exercise book. Not really exercises, more like different ways to stretch your body on/around a huge bouncy ball. Not for nothing, but I am willing to sell my soul in order to see her attempt these exercises, as I'm sure I will pee myself should the opportunity arise. Today, she was just as insane, and yelled a lot more.... fun. After that I went to my English teacher to see what homework I was missing since I was out of school for 4 days. :) And after speaking to her for 15/20 mins :) I went home and that is where this blog begins.
I will refer to whoever reads this as "dear readers" as that is what i saw someone else on blogspot do once and found it both hilarious and sarcastic. Both qualities I am told I posses.