Friday, February 4, 2011:
This morning, I had a scheduled phone call with Holly O'Dell, a very smart employee of Mercer (Mr. Van De Voort recommended speaking with her and got me in contact). She told me about her history at Mercer (consulting firm) and how she started as a technical consultant then switched over to sales and has been very successful. I'm just trying to learn about different industries at the moment to find out what I'd like to do with my life for the first couple years of college. I'm looking for somewhere where the learning curve is fast, and I can learn great analysis skills while working with intelligent people who will raise my own performance and knowledge.
Next, I went to fill my hours for my clay modeling class. My skull was already finished, so I decided to work on something different. I picked a beautiful human artform to mold. It took my interest so much, that instead of just staying for an hour or two like normal, I stayed for three. The girls that were sitting at the nearby table enjoyed watching me mold my creations and the professors supported my artwork fully with input on symmetry and correct curves. After, I went to go buy six more movies for $10 -- my mini Redbox is growing by the week.
It was also Ebony's 21st birthday today (one of the girls in our exchange group), so our program director took everyone out for ice cream and paid for all of it. I don't think I'd want my 21st birthday to be here because it doesn't really mean much. You can drink at 18 and you're not even allowed to own a gun at all (you can buy a pistol at 21 in the US). It was fun still though.
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Now, to the highlight of this entry. Pool party! José, Amanda and I all went to a pool party tonight. We had to take a 40 minute taxi ride to José's house where we (aka I) talked to his parents in Spanish about everything for about an hour. Mostly business stuff including what I'm studying, his dad's job, Warren Buffett, other rich people and their actions... Amanda and José were getting impatient and wanted to leave while I kept talking. What can I say? It was awesome practice! We finally took off the the party and we drove up to the house. Like most other houses in Ecuador, it didn't look like much from the outside because it was surrounded by a huge wall so you couldn't see anything. Graffiti was lapped up on all the walls because it wasn't in a gated community, so this made it look that much more unimpressive. Although, we pulled up the street and there were about 50 cars lined up along a road made for 1 lane of cars, but 2 fit because people were pulled up on the sidewalk. We walked through the gates and this place was HUGE. We excitedly walked around to the back of the house and our jaws sunk another inch every step we took. In front of us was one cabana house, to the left was the top of the underground indoor pool. There were about 2 feet of window around the edges of the top, so we peered in. Reggaeton music was blaring with smart lights shooting around all the walls it looked like people were being surrounded by techno-color lightning bugs. There was basically a club in this person's indoor underground pool. (Sorry, no pictures because I don't take my camera out at nights -- it's dangerous)
Before we entered, we walked past the tennis court and one more bigger bath house. Downstairs in the pool room, there was a DJ, parents working the bar, the bathroom was like a YMCA with multiple showers and lockers were along the walls by the pool to put your things when swimming (nobody used those). There was also one outdoor hot tub and an indoor one too -- both built in. Everyone was dancing around the pool and nobody was actually swimming. We all danced for a bit and finally that time in the night came when people started getting routy. Two guys picked up a girl and tossed her into the pool. This started a domino affect of people throwing each other in throughout the rest of the night. This included José and I tossing Amanda in. I've had plenty of practice with all the years at my cottage being thrown in, King of the dock and throwing in all the little munchgins that run around the beach every day. Amanda didn't mind as long as we took off her boots first. The night ended with José and Amanda becoming better friends, and I made friends during this time with another group of Ecuadorians. When we left, we dropped off Amanda at her house soaking wet then went to McDonald's for a quick bite to eat. Oh, and they have a guard wearing a bullet proof vest standing at the door at McDonald's... nothing more to say.
Ciao,
Michael
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