Tuesday, September 12, 2006
no fear.
Ok, so let me start out by saying that I don't think I am scared of my madre anymore. And here is why: I saw her wearing normal clothes today. Usually, she is always wearing either a dress that could pass as a nightgown or a big, ill-fitting muu-muu. And today, she was wearing a pant-suit kind of thing and had her hair done and looked nice. I was just so impressed. And... with that feeling of being impressed came a lack of any fear. It was the best feeling in the world. But it was slightly counteracted by the curcumstances. I say this because I was awakened twice this morning before my alarm. The first time, the annoying buzz thing that lets people into the building went off at like 7:45. It was the daughter. And of course, she had her precious little baby in tow. Now, let me say that I actually like the child between the hours of 11AM and 11PM. Anytime before or after that, the unceasing cries coming from my madre's room make me want to pull a Van Gogh so I don't have to bear it anymore. So, of course, the baby cries for the next hour and a half, preventing me from truly getting any more sleep. But, at 9, the cleaning lady shows up. I wanted to put a freakin DO NOT DISTURB sign on my door, but she just chatted away into her little Blackberry earpiece in a rapid form of the Spanish language that I can't even BEGIN to try and understand at 9 in the morning. So, I finally just gave in and pulled myself out of bed. I walked to the shower, only to awkwardly pass the cleaning lady in my underwear. Cool. Oh, and I didn't go out last night because the lady at the freakin phone store didn't actually put the 50 Euros that I gave her onto my phone, so I have no minutes to call anyone. So, being really cool, I sat in my room reading a Spanish version of The Hobbitt, and waiting for someone to call me. But apparently by 11 PM, everyone was too drunk to call. And Evan was asleep. Now, I have to go get money on my phone, buy train tickets to Madrid, and find a gym. And then do homework. But, I am in Spain, so... yeah. Oh, and freakin iTunes Music Store isn't working right now and I think I am going to scream in the middle of the library if it doesn't show me the new freakin music for the week soon. That's all.
"spanish version of the hobbit". miss you.
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