My future

My future has been planned out for me. My mae has decided I will be president of the U.S. She didn’t really consult me on this and it was decided promptly after she told me I would make a good housewife. I was washing the dishes and filling up the water pitcher to put in the fridge – apparently that gives me real housewife potential. But anyway, she said that although I would make a great dona de casa, I would be president instead. She said I will be kinder on immigrants and I will mention her in my inaugural speech. So watch out USA, your future leader has been decided – by a fifty one year old Brazilian woman.

Today as my bus was attempting to get enough speed to make it up a huge hill on the way to class, I decided that it is a miracle that the bus system has so few problems here. There is huge potential for trouble – just imagine old buses (stick shift, of course) packed with people, trying to make it up hills that require stairs for pedestrians. Sometimes it seems a little hairy – you can feel it when the driver is searching for a lower gear going up some hills and the bus slowly starts to reverse direction. A bit of an “oh boy I shouldn’t have sat at the back of the bus today” moment. But then they always pull through in the end (at least the ones I’ve been on always have.) And if someone can handle one of those buses I would trust them to handle absolutely anything. Four trailer semi, racecar, rocket