Tuesday:(MC is sick)
MC hasn't been to work all week...
Today was the day of the "big" presentation. Our group nailed it. It was super long, but super good.. I'm pretty sure our group got a 9 out of 10... that's a definite A. WHOOP! I didn't do too shabby on my part of the presentation... I'm pretty sure I sounded like a Mexican because I was talking so fast due to the fact I was so stinkin' nervous (it was presented in Spanish...weird.. I know). After domination, Sonia (our teacher) assigned us a person in the class to write down a non-physical adjective about... ex. caring, extrovert, conceited, creative, etc. Now, my first thought about this exercise was... I literally don't KNOW anyone in this class.. then my second thought was... how the heck am I going write an accurate adjective about this person... Apparently Sonia thought that since we were all American, we all knew each other.. when really the only thing we have in common is the fact we all can't understand her half of the time. So, I got this kid that I didn't know, and I gave him the most generic adjective ever. Simpatico (nice)... boring I know, but I figured it was the safest bet. The adjective that got paired with me was cariñosa (caring)... how flattering... except for all the person could have known I was the most inconsiderate person ever... lucky guess. Also gracing us with her presence in class was "Girl with thin white tank top and bright orange bra"... I was really close to giving her my fleece and telling her to put it on to spare us. Let's not kid ourselves here people that was no accident. It's not like one of those things where you are wearing a skirt only to find out in the sun that it's a little see-through. No, no.. I'm convinced that if the lights would have been off we still would have been able to see her bra because of how bright it was. Bleh... Tuesday was also the day I got to talk with the Bestie... she's all big time up in Dallas rakin' in the dough and I'm so thankful she sacrificed some of her time to talk with me. :) We talked about all sorts of exciting things.. the main one being our "Ring Dunk"... it's gunna be in the spring... date is TBA.. you are invited. Later that evening Colleen and I argued about whether or not we were still going to go to Paris due to the riots, strikes, car bombings, etc.. I said that anything could happen... she said there's no way we are going...she's very much a "realist"... she even told me she hates how optimistic I am about things. Sorry... my God isn't that small... I'd also like to add that our Paris trip is a GO. Muahaha!
Wednesday:(MC says she's still sick)
I think MC is all better and is playing hookey from work.
This day was full of funny things... some are only funny now and were not at the time.
Funny thing #1:
While we were all sitting down for lunch (we= Colleen, MC, Fernando (brother), Bella (bro's gf), and Me) Fernando went and sat down on the arm of MC's chair and started to give her a shoulder massage...according to MC Fernando gives excellent massages and that Bella is a very lucky girl to get to live with him. Bella quickly chimed in that she rarely gets massages and that it's always Fernando who asks for them. They are so cute. Anyway.. Fernando apparently hits the knot and MC yells, "Oh how dreadful!"hahahahahahahahahah! I just about lost it... it was so unexpected.. this is a woman who refuses to even TRY to speak english.. it totally made my day. Also while at lunch, my "family" and I were watching the news when the Vice President of Spain comes on the TV... MC pointed at the TV with disgust and said, "Ella es muy flaca pero es fea" (She is very skinny, but she is ugly).. I love how blunt this woman is.. then Bella chimed in with "she looks like a monkey"... then I chimed it with "I was thinking she looked like a chicken" .. her air resembled feathers. We all had a good laugh... it was a good lunch. Ok so, maybe I only had one funny story.... it was really funny though.
After lunch I trekked to my Geography class and "Hark!" Javier showed up (he hadn't been there for 3 class periods). Javier then went on to tell us that because HE missed class WE had to make them up... how are we going to make them up? Well let me just tell you.. we are now going to go 30min early pretty much from here on out.. guess what that means... no lunch for Courtney... and 2.5 hour long classes! It's ok though.. Javier is really entertaining. Once I arrived home I forced myself to go running... I totally wanted to lay in my bed, but I didn't I put on my status shorts and Asic "tennie runners" and set out for the streets. I would like to point out that my legs were not shorts appropriate... due to the "short shower" rule my legs are... well.. a bit hairy... I'm not afraid to admit it. So while I was running I got this odd sensation of my hair blowing in the wind only... it wasn't the hair on my head.. it was my legs. It's just that it's gotten to the point to where my leg hairs are so long I know it's going to take forever to shave and I always think, "what's the point?.. I always wear jeans" Yep.. that's how things are these days.. don't judge me. Later that night, after dinner, Colleen and I watched a video that her bf had sent her of a little person preaching that life is too short to take it too seriously and that at least once a day for 5 min you should have a little, mini dance party. Immediately told Colleen that we had to do that in the morning to get us going in the morning for our classes. She agreed.... read "Thursday" to find out what happens next..........
Thursday:
Well Colleen totally bailed on me for the mini dance party.. she was such a little party pooper this morning... although I must admit that she's not the friendliest person to deal with in the morning.. whatevs... that dream was short lived... after I peeled myself out of bed and managed t make myself look somewhat presentable, I wandered to my History of Art class. My teacher is one of those annoying "rule followers"and she informed me that my Paris trip would not be an excused absence (it's not like Paris doesn't have any world-known art or anything... and all my other teachers are like PEACE! Have fun!) Also today in class I got "in trouble" for using a black pen on a packed we were filling out.. she told me that black wasn't easy to see because the questions were also black... I apologized and thought to myself, "That was a first". After I got out at 10:30am I headed straight home and fell into bed... it was a bit difficult to sleep due to cars honking, blinds opening, and my personal favorite, Colleen walking in and talking to me while it's very obvious I'm trying to sleep. Luckily I did get some sleep and it was almost time for lunch. After lunch it was time for class again... as I was about to walk out the door I said "adios" to MC and she said, "I'm sorry Cooney" (She always feels bad for me when I have classes really early and really late) Again with the English! I almost lost it again! It made walking to class totally worth it. Once in class it was the Andrew Show again... Catch up: Andrew is a kid from Texas (t.u...ahem) who pretty much announced to the class, comprised of other students from other states, that Texas had the best history, we loved our state the most, and pretty much every other wrong thing you could have said in that instance. I was so embarrassed. So so embarrassed.. I hate telling people I'm from Texas because of him. LOL Anyway, Andrew does this sort of thing on the daily talk about/brag about Texas... and so it is said in our class that there is the opinion of the U.S. and there is the opinion of Texas... Andrew has single-handedly seceded us from the U.S.... cool. Because of Andrew's inability to shut up, a person within the class brought up a stereotype consisting of 3 words... the are:
- Republican (shocker)
- Beefeater (Dang straight)
- Horses (wow)
I found that to be a bit entertaining. Whatevs... I totally agree with Andrew, but I would never announce things like that to people from other states... it's not like they don't already know it.. don't rub it in for them.. not everyone can be from Texas. On a different note, as I have mentioned before, there is tons of graffiti all over Granada. Some of it is terrible and some of it is really good.. I've been meaning to take pictures of it, but I know that I won't be able to do it justice like Patsy Taggert probably could... there have been many times I have wished for Patsy or some one with a good camera and good skills to take pictures of my trip, because some of my pictures come out down right janky.. and crooked. It is what it is. I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT TRINEY!! Ok so, sometimes when I walk into our apartment building I see a little old lady walking out or just hanging out in the lobby well, today I was coming back from school and I noticed that the apartment building door was about to close so I ran to get it before it well.. closed. Apparently it was Triney who had just walked in the door and when she saw me (I'm pretty sure) she said something about her not seeing me and me "creeping" up behind her.. I laughed and apologized... but she didn't care.. she thought it was funny. So Triney and I get on the elevator and I push 6 (and she forgets to press 5...silly girl) then told me that she didn't know I lived on the 6th floor. I explained to her that was an American studying abroad blah blah blah.. and she told me I would learn spanish really fast.. PSH! So I go into the house.. throw down my stuff.. change into running clothes (yes, day 2... I hurt, it sucked.. not fun) I get into the elevator and it stops at 5... I think to myself, "Surely it's not her" IT TOTALLY IS!! I was so pumped because I was a little bummed for not asking her her name.. she told me it was Triney and I told her mine was Courtney.. she thought I said Colleen.. I attempted to correct her one last time, but it was a fail.. the next time I see her if she has forgotten my name, I'm going to tell her it's Willis it will come out better (WHEEL-EES)... I hope she forgets. I really like Triney (TREE-KNEE)
I think that's all I have... it's all in a nut shell
Dos besos,
Courtney
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