Voodoo in the Classroom

Things have been pretty busy here, sorry for my absence dedicated blog readers (Mom and Kelsey) but I have been busy grading my students, watching the World Cup, and defending the USA's honor in it.
Some highlights from the past few days:
My host sister and brother threw a house party. This was my first ever high school party and it did not disappoint (it also included my friends another difference about Chile is that here everyone hangs out with each other regardless of age, it's not even weird). The party wrapped up around 7 a.m. but since I am old and I was in bed at 5 a.m. We threw a father's day party for Jorge the following day and were all a little worse for wear, but did not hesitate to indulge in an asado.
If I start acting more unusual than normal, I have the answer, yesterday my students asked me to close my eyes. I was expecting them to draw on my face, or give me a homemade chocolate (this happens quite frequently usually with some smooth line like, "A beautiful sweet flower for a beautiful sweet flower") but instead I am fairly certain they stole a piece of my hair for voodoo purposes. I can't be sure, but they definitely took some of my hair.
My students and I tried to watch the USA game today in class, but started a fire on accident because the t.v. cord was bad. They didn't act too surprised so I think this happens more often that one would hope.
I ate pigs head, it was really fatty. It included the meat from the face and brain. My stomach promptly punished me for that and went into spasms for the next 8 hours. How do Chileans do it? I want to be proud of them for not wasting any of the pig, but mostly I am nervous that their stomachs are not only strong enough to survive this they actually enjoy it.
Kristin Kientiz is coming down here and I could not be more excited! I am not sure if South America is ready for us, but this has been a dream ten years in the making, I can't believe it is finally coming true. If you don't hear from us, please either assume we are enjoying ourselves way too much or we have been kidnapped. I think that since we have both recently survived natural disasters we are more than cut out for any situation, Chile and Peru may not be though.

This also happened in my class, he was trying to be famous so that Hannah Montana would date him, isn't he clever? You can understand why I thought they were going to draw on my face now (don't question why I agreed to close my eyes please, I have already thought long and hard about it and the answer is, I'm in Chile).

This is me with a few of my fellow teachers during the game on Wednesday. I would like you to note that we are inside and I am wearing my scarf, headband, two coats, long johns, and I was still freezing.