sabotage (giving thanks again)

so heres how the rest of my day went on t-giving:
after having eaten the turkey sandwich, i walked out of my house at about 728 to go teach my 730 class.
i have been coming later and later mainly because i live 2 blocks away and feel that i can teleport when necessary. it was pouring rain, and i was secretly hoping that only two of my students would show up like they had the previous day. in such a circumstance, i played cards with them and felt justified in anything i would do. really one student is on a busines trip, one was absent, on was taking a make-up midterm, and one came very late. ineither case all handed in papers.
wasnt the case thursday. they were gathered outside the classroom and i saw ------ going to a cafe with her class "its too loud in there" she said. and it was. there had been a party and it was just wrapping up. "but i will see you at santos?" -- "see you then."
the party ended just as i was about to tell my class that we should also go to a cafe. but, it got quiet, so we went to class. i, however, went to my locker in order to get my lesson plans and the papers that were turned into me. but oops. when i got to my locker, i saw that those things werent there. i knew for a fact that i had put them there, so i figured it must have something to do with ------, the woman i share a locker with. i searched a bit, but i had to get back to class and i did empty handed. i had to start the class off with one of these: "well, i had a lesson plan, but it got taken out of my locker. dont worry though, i will probably find them later. doesnt matter. we can approximate." -- "what about the papers we handed in?" -- "gone." -- "what about the midterm i took?" -- "gone. but dont worry. i will give you all a"

class went fine. then, i met anna, the aforementioned ------, and her roomate ----- at the bar called santos that has ladies night every thursday. at this bar, i drank sparkling water. the ladies drank these weird blue drinks. the issue came up with ------ as to why she has stopped hanging with the guy she had been with. it turns out that he only wanted to be friends with benefits, and ------, being more mature than that, preferred to let the whole thing go.

before long, the reggaeton came on and everyone began dancing. even i stood up to dance, but when i did, anna began coughing. not a sick cough, but a choking cough. before i could ask her what was wrong, i began coughing in the same way. and, before a couple seconds, everyone in the entire bar was choking. anna and i rushed out to the balcony for some fresh air and in a minute we got our breath back. ------ had rushed downstairs, but ----- was still on the dance floor. clearly we were under attack by wmd and anna and i decided we needed to get out of there. our roomate merryn had texted anna earlier saying that the bar she was at was where it was really happening. so we went there. ----- was not very excited about it and when we arrived she said, "why did you drag me here?!" with not an ounce of humor.

pop, as is called that bar, is an abomination. still, everyone ive ever met in cuenca was there. thats always entertaining. within minutes, ----- was having fun with a random guy and
------ had a look alike dancing on the bar (she claims it wasnt her). merryn admitted that she had bigged-up the bar a bit too much via text. i was still enjoying it though, make no mistake. when we were in montañita, a guy we recognized from the cuenca bars offered to drive us home. this was at 1am and he stumbled as he offered. i saw him at pop and asked why he was nowhere to be found the next morning. he said he didnt wake up until 4pm that day.
i was sitting talking to a cedei teacher and anna was sitting talking to a guy who we know who is not the most upstanding gentleman in the world. evidently he was pouring he heart out to anna, wondering why we dont like him and wondering why we would not excuse him for his trangressions. he made sure to tell anna to tell my that he isnt really a bad guy and that please would i forgive him. pretty pathetic scene.

one of merryns friends came by the bar at that point to get her a water: "shes wasted." we all went outside and merryn was doing a dance though she was meant to be standing still. soon, we all left. the 4 roomates tooka cab home together and merry sat with her head out the window. i may have professed some sort of liking to watch people vomit, but i was joking. it was fun to be in the taxi with my roomates who i like. the chemical warfare had put a damper on the night for me, and im not sure of the effects it had on me, but i slept until 1pm and missed both my spanish class and dentist appointment.

the next day the roomate who is the owner of the cats came by and lamented that the apartment was dirty, that she was seeing a psychologist, that the house needs her ex-boyfriend (guy who begged for forgiveness at pop) because he is such a good housekeeper, and that the cats dont remember her even though she is their owner. she was indignant.

later that night i asked my locker mate, ------, why she tried to sabotage my career. she was shocked, surprised, confused and apologetic all at once.