warning. this is going to have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes. i can tell you that right now because i wont have the time or desire to read over this again.
HAPPY HALF WAY CELEBRATION!
well to tell you the truth its more of a crap bin than a celebration. I don't like how i'm ALREADY half way done. please note how ive said already, because quite frankly i cant believe it, but we'll get to all that later. (i plan on talking about my feelings..... you should continue reading just for that. just kidding)
Well, you may ask what ive been doing the past month. The answer is not much, which has actually been quite tiring. I've fallen into some weird routine, which can be a good or bad thing. Most of january i did more or less the same thing everyday, and since then, i've figured out that i don't really lake that, so i've been trying to change things up a bit lately. I don't remember what the last event i talked about was, but all just wing it here.
I've been gettin' on pretty well. i made a few new friends, and everyday i find out wonderful new things about myself. For example(s): i think i'm less awkward when i have to speak a different language (how can that be???) because i rarely have awkward silences, and i rarely get nervous. OF COURSE there are exceptions, like the fact that sometimes i say really dumb things, or do dumb things, and of course i do get embarrassed sometimes, but you know... yah live. yah learn. yah just gotta pretend like somethings just never happened (except its difficult for me becasue when i get embarrassed, i become a tomato, so everyone notices. Those dang spaniards and their tan unblushable skin.)
SPEAKING OF REALLY DUMB THINGS! These past few weeks have been extremely interesting. Reason #1 being that i've reached some kind of mental health equilibrium which has may or may not have something to do with some self realizations and self growth which i have realized in myself and in those surrounding me. This particular theme i will get into later, as it concerns my personal feelings. Reason #2 is that i ran into 2 things recently. Literally. I'm usually not that clumsy, but i guess i proved myself wrong. The first time i did it was when i was leaving school, and i was walking along side a friend talking and not paying attention to anything, and all the sudden there was a large red pillar. Right in front of me. My friend restrained from laughing some how, and all he said was something that loosely translates to 'take that!' which is when i burst out laughing, blushed a lot and ran away like a little kid. The second time was a little more discreet. I just ran into a little construction pole thing, but there was only one old man sitting near by who i SWEAR giggled a little. I'm glad i made his day i guess.
ANYWAY. What have i been up to lately? Well that is actually a really good question. There hasn't been much going on thats super exciting. Lets see...........i learned how to do a rubik's cube. I do homework....
But the coolest thing i've done since my last entry (which was like a month and a half ago.. oops) was probably that i went to Barcelona. That was pretty cool. In all honesty i was walking around the whole time just hoping someone famous would show up or like Tyra Banks would come up because i know she went there one time for americas next top model. I don't know. I DID really like it, but it wasn't as spectacular as we think it is. Well yes it is, but i don't know. What i'm trying to say is that it's amazing, but you'd need a lot of time to soak it all in. And La Sagrada Familia is freaking amazing (the huge church thats been in construction for ever) I had no idea it was so flippin tall. it's huge......
Other than that, i've been doing other things. i don't know if you all have seen them, but i put a lot of video of myself singing on facebook. That was fun, and now all my friends here want me to record one for them, so i've been busy with my musical studies. and ALSO, i started an art class. Probably the most wonderful decision i've ever made because its SO FUN. Just imagine this. This class, its me and like... 10 other kids, all under 5 feet and all under the age of 12. At first when they all figured out i was american, they asked me probably every single question physically possible to ask about my life. i honestly think these young ladies and gentlemen know more about me than most others here, but whatever. It's really fun because they're so interested, and don't seem to be affected my the 'ugly american' image. which is nice for a change. PLUS the teacher is quickly rising to the top of the list of my favorite spanish people. Te other day, he put a rag on his head and walked around for like 20 minutes pretending to be his own grandma. That part wasn't even the funny part. The funny part was that when the lottery ticket guy came in (a lottery guy comes in everyday.... he's kinda old and i dont think im very right in the mind) alvaro (my teachers name is alvaro) went up to him and started talking to him in his little grandmas voice saying the alvaro wasn't there, and that he'd have to come back later and bla bla. After like 5 whole minutes of that, he finally took off the rag, and was like'YOU DIDN'T KNOW THAT WAS ME RIGHT???" it was hilarious. Other than that, hes a good teacher, and i'm actually learning stuff.
this is probably the story of the month (2 months?). I got in trouble in school. usually i would be embarrassed to admit this, but lets all face it, we all get in trouble at SOME point in school. and if you say you haven't you're a liar. Anyway, what happened was that i am an idiot. I experienced a cultural difference in extreme. A few weeks ago me and a few friends 'snuck' out of the building (even though the security dude lets us) after testing one day to drink coffee during a free study hour. Considering said circumstances i didn't really think it would matter, even though i admittedly knew that we are not allowed to leave the building. Well that and the fact that everyone always leaves and nothing ever happens. Its a universal thing. Well, my english teacher saw us while we were out, and we had a little panic attack at the moment, but after that, no one said anything so we THOUGHT it was all fine. Little did we know that we had been reported to our counselor. Anyway, one week after we had been caught, we got called into a meeting with our counselor and the principal to discuss the punishment. I thought they were just gonna yell at us for a while and maybe put a little tardy mark or something but no. the principal decided it was fair to suspend us for 2 days. Considering the fact that if i get suspended, i get sent home to minnesota, i immediately started sobbing and trying to explain what MY consequences are and that it's not just being suspended for 2 days, that it's going home forever (a very embarrassing moment of my life) but finally she changed her mind. Now we have to play hall monitor for 2 weeks and possibly miss a field trip (to be determined).
THE ITALIANS CAME!!!!!!! (for those that don't know... im doing an exchange thing in sicily for 10 days, and right now, the italians are in spain. I'm going to sicily in april) My italian is super cool and fun and likes to talk and is teaching me italian and bought me earrings and stuff. The only thing is that i. am. so. tired. I can't even believe it. i spent all day today walking around valencia doing the tourist thing (which still interests me) until 7PM (10AM-7PM) and my feet hurt like crap. The only really cool thing i got out if it was that i got to see a mascleta today, which is this thing they do here during Las Fallas. It's basically just a whole bunch of noise for about 5 minutes with sone fireworks, but the ground shakes and theres a lot of smoke and it felt like the end of the world. and i loved it. I'll post a video at the end.
Other than that, i don't have any really GOOD stories. so now i'll just go right into talking about my feelings.
Concerning this theme, there are two options. I could become really corny and express my feelings in a poetic and loving way, or i could just tell you like it is. considering im not really into the whole poetic touchy feely thing (and never will be, ever) i'm just to to express them plain and simple like i always do.
The bottom line is that now that i've already passed half way point, i'm just here to enjoy myself. By enjoy myself, i do not mean go out and party every single night and never do homework and things like that. What i mean is i'm just trying to become more a part of everything, and if that means that i fail a few assignments, or become a little tired, or whatever, its really fine with me, because you just have to try to experience as many things as you possibly can. I know this blog says i published it like.... 2 weeks ago, but the truth of the matter is that its march 10 or something tomorrow. IS ALREADY MARCH, AND I HAVE TO DO SO MANY THINGS STILL. i only have 4 months left to do like a billion cool things that i still want to do. CRAP.
Honestly that sums up my feelings. I feel crunched for time. BUT i do miss minnesota. like a say every time i write stuff. I was talking with one of the italians the other day, and she was asking what i missed about home, and i was saying stupid stuff like we can't stay out so late, the food it different... blah blah, but then she was like, no really.... what's different. So i had to think a little and came up with the fact that home is Minnesota if i like it or not. Here i can't argue with my parents or leave my crap around or eat a bunch a junk food without having to sneak it. I'm always aware of what i'm doing... It's not as comfortable. That isn't to say that i don't like my family here, it's just to say that the natural comforts of your own home are taken fore granted, and that everyone should be aware that home is wonderful.
OK.
ME AND ADRIANA SAY HELLO AND GOODBYE (the italian)
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