Back to School- eek!

This week classes at UBA started! I consider myself (fondly) a nerd at the core, a person for whom school is something thrilling and pleasurable, and so I was appropriately excited for the classes at "THE" public university (as many so admiringly call it) to begin. But when I walked into the building- poured concrete convered completely in every leftist slogan you've ever known, portraits of Che and Mao, and posters demanding you to fight for this cause and that injustice- I could hear nothing but my heart pounding against my ribcage- I have never in my life been so petrified!

I was scared because it was one of the first times here I've had a responsibility. Also, I realized, I had NO safety net and NO ONE in that building cared if I got an A or an F, or if I was having a bad day that day. I realized, essentially, that this whole experience was real and happening.

These are some things you need to know about UBA (in time I will have pics, but I couldn't bring myself to take any yesterday- way too much on my mind!)
1) get to class early, or else you might have to sit on the floor or even out in the hallway because there are probably not enough desks in the classroom
2) even though you must get there early, your class will start at least 20 minutes late
3) Don't sit near the windows unless you have the magic ability to hear over screeching car tires and chants about legalizing abortions and being a socialist
4)Don't be too alarmed if you get to your classroom and no one is there because they have decided to switch the classroom. Why no email beforehand you ask? Please, that's too much to ask.

I'm taking two classes at there- Journalism and one that focuses on Argentine society and religion. Journalism was first and quite daunting. The religion one is actually a seminar with only 10 people in it and it is really interesting! Did you know that over 12% of middle-aged Argentinians are Evangelicals?

Long post with no pictures- I suspect that the only person still reading is my Mom, but if I'm wrong, thanks for bearing with me! To end, I give you a look at St Patty's day, Buenos Aires-style. They closed off an entire street for a night full of Quilmes consumption and the same sorts of debauchery you find in Boston and New York on St Patty's day. Except instead of the entire crowd yelling "Yankees Suck!" for no reason, they all broke out into futbol cheers. I swear, climate change but drunk people are always the same...

edited to add: pics won't upload- will try again later!