Thursday, September 17, 2009

Can't read my pooooookkkkkerrrr faccceee!!!

Well, contrary to popular hopes, I'm still not feeling up to par today. I'm hoping that I don't have the swine flu, or en espanol, la Gripe A (Gree-pay), but as I've only been running a low grade fever, I think I'm in the clear. Although, we are supposed to have a group field trip this weekend, meaning tomorrow, to Ronda and Sevilla that I don't know if I'm going to make. Plus, I could use a little me time anyway. Regardless, I'm not sure what I want to do yet. I'll keep you posted.

Now to finish up last week....

Last saturday, I'm pretty sure I left this day out, we were all exhausted from the night before, and returning home at 6am, and I had my heart set on tapas and bed -- note, that this was my same plan the night before. Mariesa, Clare, Michi and I went to have tapas with Cristina, Maria, Alba, Jose and his girlfriend Natalia at a bar near the Plaza Trinidad, but I don't remember the name. After this we left to go to Hannigans Uno, near Plaza Nueva, and Cristina, along with all the other Spaniards left around midnight. I was about to turn in when I remembered I was supposed to meet Smiley, Abby, Rogo, and Robyn for the night, although the had been on their way for over an hour. We stood out in the street waiting for them until almost 1am, what are friends for huh Smiley?, and then Smiley and I had a heart to heart outside about how difficult it can be to adjust to a new culture, to miss home but not enough to impede you from having fun, how easy it can be to fall into the negativity of others around you, how easy it can be to become frustrated with those around you, especially when you're actually frustrated with yourself. Anyway, underneath this sob story is the fact that I am sooooo thankful to have Smiley here. Just the fact that we know each other from home and can be honest with each other about anything and know that there's no judgement, no sharing, no first impressions to be making is more comforting than I can possibly explain. Despite the crazy things that have already happened to us both with Kappa this year, I can honestly say that I know there's still quite a bit of love and caring in our sisterhood. And having a Kappa sister like her here, especially in this very difficult transition, is reasuring to say the least. When I see her, it's kind of like I've remembered halfway through the day that it's Christmas! And can't believe I've gone so long without remembering! How could I possibly forget it was Christmas?? THERE YOU ARE! Anyway long story short, Smiley rocks my world.....


Annnnnnndddd because of this, I let her talk me in to going to Granada10 for the night, where we rocked it solo with Rogo, Robyn and Abby from about 2-3 until a bunch of other American students showed up. In good form we staked our claim in the back left corner of the dancefloor, poker-facing it up Cy-Style and dancing in a combination of hip hop, salsa and the robot all night. Chris Lash, who helped me for about an hour while I looked for Christmas as she had disappeared with a Euro-boy temporarily (or so I'd thought at the time, this did not actually happen, although I feared that it had), was very nice to me and is a lot of fun, and I am very happy for the lucky girl who may be holding his hand the rest of this trip, if it should happen... and whoever she may be :) Anyway, we didn't end up getting home until 5:30am again! But it was totally worth it, I had an amazing time. Only problem was I spent all day charging my camera, took the battery out, through my camera in my purse, was totally ready to rock the film fest when I realized I never put the battery back in.... I found it sunday morning sitting smack in the middle of my desk.... some place obvious... where I would clearly remember it....


The Poker Face... Complements of Cy Mistry



Sunday we passed the entire day passed out. We slept until 12, got up and had lunch, I showered and we took a 5 hour siesta (on accident!) but the same. Anyway, I felt fine all day Sunday, and got ready for our first day of classes. Mariesa and I went out for dinner, as well as churros and chocolate, but called it an early night. It was the first day that it actually was cold at night. That's right folks, it get's C.O.L.D. in Spain. I had on my little black London cardigan and was freezing on the walk home! I could hardly believe it. It had been close to 85-90 throughout the week, and earlier that day. I had originally thought I'd brought way too many sweaters, but now I am nervous. It is interesting to try to dress for Spainish weather. It's 55 in the morning, 80 by 11, 90 from 2pm-6 and then back to 60 by 8, 50 or lower anytime after midnight. Also it may or may not rain. So basically, it you're prepared for every season every time you leave the house, you should be fine. Anyway more of the first week of classes soon!!! Until then,


Yours

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