I've been pretty horrible at keeping up on this, but that's partially due to the fact that my internet was down for a little over a week. Still, I wanted to write a vaguely coherent post before tomorrow because I'm leaving for Morocco! Pretty much shitting rainbows of glee; tomorrow my mom is flying into Madrid and I'm going to meet up with her for a day and then on Thursday we're flying into Marrakesh, where we'll be spending six days! Hopefully we'll be doing a desert tour for a night or two, and other than that, who knows! Maybe a day trip or two, maybe try and squeeze Fez into the plan, we'll see. I'm so excited to see my mom, I don't even really care what we do, because I'll be with my bad ass mother in MOROCCO so it's guaranteed for greatness. Obviously.
Things have been good, of course. I've finished three of four final exams, and feel at least not entirely horrible about them, so we'll see how they turn out. Unfortunately I have my last final on the 15th, which is the dayyyyy after I'm getting back from Morocco....doesn't bode well for studying, but I'm trying to...kind of... study...now. You can tell it's working, right? Ha. Anyway, Granada has been kind of a weird cocoon with all the studying, and it's been a bit of a bummer, too, 'cause almost all of my California pals are leaving within a month or so. In theory, this should be good for my Spanish and force me to make new friends. We'll see how it goes. By the way, as a semi-related side note, asking somebody if "they are making friends" is never a good idea. Even if they are, it's just awkward, and if they're not then it's uber awkward. So. Just stop that. In general. Seriously, this doesn't just apply to me, I'm pretty sure it applies to anyone who has ever started at a new middle school, high school, University, anyone who has ever moved or started a new job... It's just awk and annoying. Refrain.
Anyway. This weekend has been pretty ridiculous due to finishing my second to last final. Friday I finally went to this place called La Tren with Carlos (from this horrifying blog) and some of his friends. It's kind of like the alternative discoteca, and way more awesome than any bar or club I've been to. On the poop side, it's like ten euros and super on the outskirts of town, so I will not be hitting that up very often, tempting as it is. We didn't actually end up going until like 5am (typical Spanish kids) and by the time I got to bed it was like 9am, so I slept until around 5pm and then instead of showering and having breakfast, met up with Leon and Sydney and some other people and drank a bunch of wine and then went to tapas (veggie tapas bar- Munda Manila- absolutely amaaaazing) and then we all tromped over to Leah's because it was officially her birthday at midnight (21!!) so we made more drinks and then went to Camborio. Camborio was suuuper dead, probably because of the exams, but having gone to the Tren the night before just made it seem that much more sad and lame. I think that may have been my last visit to Camborio. But hey, it was free. It was a fun group of people, though, so we had a lot of fun, and Leah got sufficiently birthday drunk and sassy and we left at 5 or so and I made Leon and Adrien pasta and then slept until like 4pm again.
And Sunday was, of course, Leah's real birthday, so I went and hung out with her hung over ass, bough her some greasy ass Chinese food and watched Fantastic Mr. Fox, which is amazing, by the way. In the morning (around 3pm, of course) Courtney came over and we all made funfetti cake with strawberries and strawberry frosting and had mimosas and wore Mardi Gras beads and birthday hats that Leah's parents sent her.
Not much new except that Nana, my Chinese housemate, is moving out next month, so we're on the hunt for someone new. Hopefully just as clean as her, and hopefully someone who wants to hang out with me, since I'm gonna be kind of a loner for the next few months. So far one person was supposed to come look (this morning) but ended up sleeping in. Oops.
Well that's about it, going to go drink some green tea and study (aka cuddle with the kitties) more! I'll be back with tales of Moroccan adventures soon!
Things have been good, of course. I've finished three of four final exams, and feel at least not entirely horrible about them, so we'll see how they turn out. Unfortunately I have my last final on the 15th, which is the dayyyyy after I'm getting back from Morocco....doesn't bode well for studying, but I'm trying to...kind of... study...now. You can tell it's working, right? Ha. Anyway, Granada has been kind of a weird cocoon with all the studying, and it's been a bit of a bummer, too, 'cause almost all of my California pals are leaving within a month or so. In theory, this should be good for my Spanish and force me to make new friends. We'll see how it goes. By the way, as a semi-related side note, asking somebody if "they are making friends" is never a good idea. Even if they are, it's just awkward, and if they're not then it's uber awkward. So. Just stop that. In general. Seriously, this doesn't just apply to me, I'm pretty sure it applies to anyone who has ever started at a new middle school, high school, University, anyone who has ever moved or started a new job... It's just awk and annoying. Refrain.
Anyway. This weekend has been pretty ridiculous due to finishing my second to last final. Friday I finally went to this place called La Tren with Carlos (from this horrifying blog) and some of his friends. It's kind of like the alternative discoteca, and way more awesome than any bar or club I've been to. On the poop side, it's like ten euros and super on the outskirts of town, so I will not be hitting that up very often, tempting as it is. We didn't actually end up going until like 5am (typical Spanish kids) and by the time I got to bed it was like 9am, so I slept until around 5pm and then instead of showering and having breakfast, met up with Leon and Sydney and some other people and drank a bunch of wine and then went to tapas (veggie tapas bar- Munda Manila- absolutely amaaaazing) and then we all tromped over to Leah's because it was officially her birthday at midnight (21!!) so we made more drinks and then went to Camborio. Camborio was suuuper dead, probably because of the exams, but having gone to the Tren the night before just made it seem that much more sad and lame. I think that may have been my last visit to Camborio. But hey, it was free. It was a fun group of people, though, so we had a lot of fun, and Leah got sufficiently birthday drunk and sassy and we left at 5 or so and I made Leon and Adrien pasta and then slept until like 4pm again.
And Sunday was, of course, Leah's real birthday, so I went and hung out with her hung over ass, bough her some greasy ass Chinese food and watched Fantastic Mr. Fox, which is amazing, by the way. In the morning (around 3pm, of course) Courtney came over and we all made funfetti cake with strawberries and strawberry frosting and had mimosas and wore Mardi Gras beads and birthday hats that Leah's parents sent her.
Not much new except that Nana, my Chinese housemate, is moving out next month, so we're on the hunt for someone new. Hopefully just as clean as her, and hopefully someone who wants to hang out with me, since I'm gonna be kind of a loner for the next few months. So far one person was supposed to come look (this morning) but ended up sleeping in. Oops.
Well that's about it, going to go drink some green tea and study (aka cuddle with the kitties) more! I'll be back with tales of Moroccan adventures soon!
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