No, I´m not half baked, but I might be maybe a quarter so. Yes, that´s right, I managed to try some mary jane... well, hashish... today. You know, I figure when in rome, do as the romans... or rather, when in barcelona, smoke a little pot. But you know, it´s something new and different, and the headache I have as a result of it (please, I only took three hits) indicates that it shall in no way be habit forming.
Other highlights of my nightlife experience today: Learned to roll a cigarette, tried sangría (sooo good, definately a miracle drink... you´re wasted for a short period of time, but then after you´re fine and have the most delightful aftertaste), tried pot (not that cool, trust me), had bacardí with blue something-or-other (completely awesome), bought clothes, kareoked to "summer of '69", danced like a bafoon (and I wasn´t stoned or drunk at all), and hung out with the infamous Martí.
So really the only goal left for me to fufill is to try absinth (legal here). I am also excited for next friday, when carmina and guillermo promised for us to hang out until dawn. God, I love spain, and will promptly return to europe asap. However, there might be some problems tomorrow when we have to go out with O´Hara to some such touristy place. What will she say when Carmina and I are dead in the car.... hopefully, nothing....
Friday, January 13, 2006
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Oh, Goddammit
I think I´m home alone right now, but I´m really not all that sure. So no crazy party throwing for me right now.
You know it´s kind of funny, when I go to blogger.com in spain it is definately all in spanish. Which is kind of cool, but at the same time, I prefer the comfort of my vernacular. I also really like the word vernacular... definately word of the day, if you will.
Today Kathleen and I spent most of our time in our class analyzing the various properties and stages of a mullet. You´d be surprised, not only of course to realize that the mullet is very popular here in spain, but also that so much variety can come with a hairstyle so very... backwater. A lot of guys are also sporting the faux-hawk, which is cool, because there was this one kid in our class today who was like identical to Mo rocca, who is of course a comic genius in the I Love the... series. Actually, it´s crazy, I keep seeing people that remind me of people I know. Marta? she reminds me perfectly of my one and only soul sistah, Elise. Then there was a girl I saw who reminded me of Lolo, Colleen´s cousin. And Carmina´s aunt reminds me of Maya. And there was some random girl on the street who definately reminded me of Alex Saber. So there you have it. We all have cross-country twins perhaps.
Let´s see, and what else? The weekend is coming up, which is blessed relief from their school, where they actually do WORK. It´s pretty intense, and today the teacher tried to make Kathleen and I do work... only we didn´t understand at all what we were supposed to be doing. However, we must have did it right.
Nothing too much else going on really. Today O´Hara offered to take us to one of the older quarters of the city for shopping, but I really couldn´t take any more of "the mackers", who are nice enough but just so concerned with flirting I want to pull my frizzy hair out.
However, we have executed a plan to destroy las belgas. Okay, not destroy, but definately torment. They are decidedly unfriendly (aka won´t respond to juge and emily´s macking) and probably think we´re all a bunch of imbecile americans. Which, okay, we are. Anyway, Juge and Emily are basically plotting how to make things as socially awkward with them as possible (as if it isn´t already socially awkward because we don´t speak the same language) which is both cruel and a little funny, because they really are sort of mean.
Today I wrote an E-Mail to my lit class (because I am a complete dork) telling them about mullets and spanish woj. yes, that´s right, I uttered the horrid words- SPANISH WOJO. Proof God doesn´t exist, because he wouldn´t make two of her. It´s just not possible. But yes, I was pretty sure only mrs. neville (and the class) could fully appreciate the humour in that situation.
That is all. More to come, I´m sure.
You know it´s kind of funny, when I go to blogger.com in spain it is definately all in spanish. Which is kind of cool, but at the same time, I prefer the comfort of my vernacular. I also really like the word vernacular... definately word of the day, if you will.
Today Kathleen and I spent most of our time in our class analyzing the various properties and stages of a mullet. You´d be surprised, not only of course to realize that the mullet is very popular here in spain, but also that so much variety can come with a hairstyle so very... backwater. A lot of guys are also sporting the faux-hawk, which is cool, because there was this one kid in our class today who was like identical to Mo rocca, who is of course a comic genius in the I Love the... series. Actually, it´s crazy, I keep seeing people that remind me of people I know. Marta? she reminds me perfectly of my one and only soul sistah, Elise. Then there was a girl I saw who reminded me of Lolo, Colleen´s cousin. And Carmina´s aunt reminds me of Maya. And there was some random girl on the street who definately reminded me of Alex Saber. So there you have it. We all have cross-country twins perhaps.
Let´s see, and what else? The weekend is coming up, which is blessed relief from their school, where they actually do WORK. It´s pretty intense, and today the teacher tried to make Kathleen and I do work... only we didn´t understand at all what we were supposed to be doing. However, we must have did it right.
Nothing too much else going on really. Today O´Hara offered to take us to one of the older quarters of the city for shopping, but I really couldn´t take any more of "the mackers", who are nice enough but just so concerned with flirting I want to pull my frizzy hair out.
However, we have executed a plan to destroy las belgas. Okay, not destroy, but definately torment. They are decidedly unfriendly (aka won´t respond to juge and emily´s macking) and probably think we´re all a bunch of imbecile americans. Which, okay, we are. Anyway, Juge and Emily are basically plotting how to make things as socially awkward with them as possible (as if it isn´t already socially awkward because we don´t speak the same language) which is both cruel and a little funny, because they really are sort of mean.
Today I wrote an E-Mail to my lit class (because I am a complete dork) telling them about mullets and spanish woj. yes, that´s right, I uttered the horrid words- SPANISH WOJO. Proof God doesn´t exist, because he wouldn´t make two of her. It´s just not possible. But yes, I was pretty sure only mrs. neville (and the class) could fully appreciate the humour in that situation.
That is all. More to come, I´m sure.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
A Letter to Mother...
I didn´t really feel like retyping most of this, which is all I´d be doing if I were to bloge. So just read the email I sent to my maternal parental unit, and take out of it what you will.
um how about the food here is super delish. Granted, it´s a little disturbing that I had to pull the backbone out of my lunch today, but that´s alright. I can handle it because the fish is all fresh and delish. Hmm, we had a good salad today, too, but there was mayonase involved, and you know my feelings on that. most of the food here is not processed at all, and is thus twice as delicious and three times healthier. I´m not going to remember how to make anything, and mrs. pla doesn´t really have recitas, she just like smeriously has everything memorised, it´s loco. The best thing fo sho is the hot cocoa though. It´s bloody thick as pudding, and hot and delish. Another interesting beverage here is ¨"chocolat" which is basically warm yoo-hoo... not as gross as it sounds, really. But it´s sort of alarming to have a lukewarm yoohoo placed in front of you when you´ve ordered a chocolate shake. Also alarming is how fond of fanta everyone is. I´m sure you´ve never even heard of fanta, but it´s basically a corbonated fruit juice type thing. Like orange soda, but it comes in a multiple of flavours. Anyhoo, they drink it all the time, and they mix it with everything- even beer. Super gross to the max.
The whole boy scene is marvelous. They are all just so cute. Juge and Emily are annoyingly flirtatious, however. They were even "macking" (that´s what they call flirting... they are sort of dumb-blonde-esque) with this kid from san fransisco we met while we were at the guadí park. But it´s all good, because he really was gorgey. Caitlin is terribly jealous that I get to see Martí everyday in class, remember, the one from the party she thought was so cute. Well he is definately guapísimo. I don´t mind being in his class at all.
Hahahaha, I´m retarded. Adios.
um how about the food here is super delish. Granted, it´s a little disturbing that I had to pull the backbone out of my lunch today, but that´s alright. I can handle it because the fish is all fresh and delish. Hmm, we had a good salad today, too, but there was mayonase involved, and you know my feelings on that. most of the food here is not processed at all, and is thus twice as delicious and three times healthier. I´m not going to remember how to make anything, and mrs. pla doesn´t really have recitas, she just like smeriously has everything memorised, it´s loco. The best thing fo sho is the hot cocoa though. It´s bloody thick as pudding, and hot and delish. Another interesting beverage here is ¨"chocolat" which is basically warm yoo-hoo... not as gross as it sounds, really. But it´s sort of alarming to have a lukewarm yoohoo placed in front of you when you´ve ordered a chocolate shake. Also alarming is how fond of fanta everyone is. I´m sure you´ve never even heard of fanta, but it´s basically a corbonated fruit juice type thing. Like orange soda, but it comes in a multiple of flavours. Anyhoo, they drink it all the time, and they mix it with everything- even beer. Super gross to the max.
The whole boy scene is marvelous. They are all just so cute. Juge and Emily are annoyingly flirtatious, however. They were even "macking" (that´s what they call flirting... they are sort of dumb-blonde-esque) with this kid from san fransisco we met while we were at the guadí park. But it´s all good, because he really was gorgey. Caitlin is terribly jealous that I get to see Martí everyday in class, remember, the one from the party she thought was so cute. Well he is definately guapísimo. I don´t mind being in his class at all.
Hahahaha, I´m retarded. Adios.
Monday, January 09, 2006
Baila!
Still here in Spain. We´ve done sooo much in the last few days. yesterday in particular was sort of a touristy day. We went to these two houses by Guadí, a famous spanish archetect who built tonnes of buildings here in Barcelona. We also went to this church on top of this mountain just outside of the city. The church was cool, all Gothic and old school... hardcore old school, too, not stupid American old school... anyway, and when you stood on this precipice, you can see the whole city sprawled out in front of you. The whole thing was very fun. You can see the church from the city, perched on top of its little hill like a castle, Dracula´s castle or something. It´s very ominous looking, and I love it, and I saw it from the city and immediately wanted to go there. WE hopped in the car and drove and drove, winding up and around the mountain. It seemed like we climbed forever, then when we got there, more stairs. The whole time I felt a bit like I was walking towards doom- the atmosphere is a bit creepy, maybe because of the closed amusement park next to it. But looking down on the city, just begining its evening, was awesome. Then we drove back down, and as we did, the church´s lights went on. It was sweet... the whole time, the church ando nly the church had been covered by a low cloud, and when the lights went on, the cloud lit up all firey orange, and it looked sort of like the bowels of hell were exploding over the church, and some heaven-and-hell battle was about to begin. Very cool.
Not too much else. The buildings by Guadí, especially La Casa Batillo, are so neat. La Casa Batillo is very cool, themed sort of like a dragon perched over a waterfall. I suck at explaining things, so if you really care that much, you can look it up online.
Other fun stuff: suprise party for guillermo, went to a bar where I could totally legally drink fanta with vodka (true story: surprisingly good), school today, which was interesting if not exactly tonnes of fun. And as always, shopping.
In the meantime, I love getting news from Cleveland. Elizabeth, Scott, and Syd have all been very good about telling me things, and NIna, Cait, and Bobby are all very good at pretending to be interested in my trip.
But now, it´s eleven twenty-one(or as they tell time, 23:21) and definately time for bed. adios.
Not too much else. The buildings by Guadí, especially La Casa Batillo, are so neat. La Casa Batillo is very cool, themed sort of like a dragon perched over a waterfall. I suck at explaining things, so if you really care that much, you can look it up online.
Other fun stuff: suprise party for guillermo, went to a bar where I could totally legally drink fanta with vodka (true story: surprisingly good), school today, which was interesting if not exactly tonnes of fun. And as always, shopping.
In the meantime, I love getting news from Cleveland. Elizabeth, Scott, and Syd have all been very good about telling me things, and NIna, Cait, and Bobby are all very good at pretending to be interested in my trip.
But now, it´s eleven twenty-one(or as they tell time, 23:21) and definately time for bed. adios.