First off, I'm not sure how to change the time zone on this blog, so all my posts are confusing me because I'm writing them at weird times during the night/early morning and it keeps getting published as a completely different day because I'm GMT +1. Hmm.
Anyway, today is Saturday, September 17, 2011. Man, oh man. A lot of developments over the past couple days. First off, turns out hot leggy girl has a boyfriend. bummer. But I respect that, so I guess we'll just be friends. I just think that homewrecking someone is one of the most fucked up things to do. I mean, you've really got to have no moral compass if your goal is to go after someone who is already taken. There are plenty of other girls out there! I could care less for the girl, but just knowing the damage I could do to the guy on the other side is just too fucked up. Especially since he has done nothing wrong except have his girlfriend at the wrong place at the wrong time. Carrying on.
From now on, hot leggy girl will be known as Jane and hot leggy girl's friend will be known as Lisa. (I have no idea where those names came from--just the first two that popped up in my head) Well, got with Lisa and asked Jane to come out clubbing with my bud on Wednesday night. Was genuinely interested in meeting her ERASMUS friends, so I asked her to bring em all too. Later that night, my bud and I met up with Lisa, but Jane and the ERASMUS crew were already at some bar. I don't know what my bud texted Jane, but I guess he dropped the ball on that one since apparently she was doing her own thing -_- Anyway, we headed over to the club Granada Diez for some free drinks since it was Ladies Night + free drinks till 12:30. I wasn't on the guest list, but the chick working the counter just let me in for free haha...lucky me. We get in, and there is a MASSIVE line at the bar. Well, I'm thirsty as hell so I take Lisa and just barge through to the front where I see this pretty attractive bartender obviously hating her life atm. There are about 10 glasses lined up and she's pouring out tinto de verano. What a BS drink...but hey..at least it's free. Grab two, hand one over, and down my own. If you don't know what tinto de verano is, it's pretty much "wine of the summer," and it's a drink pretty similar to Sangria popular in Spain. Well, tasted like juice, but it was cold and somewhat quenched my thirst. I wanted to go grab another one, but Lisa had barely even taken a sip of hers, so I just stayed put and made small talk with her while checking out the club. Finally, she finished her drink and we decided to gtfo to meet up with Jane and her ERASMUS friends. Oh, I forgot to add that I lost my other friend the second we entered the club..so he is no longer a part of this picture...we'll call him Steve. We step outside the club and meet up with Jane, who was dressed pretty conservatively, which I respected since all the other girls were wearing skirts barely bigger than their belts, and dresses that could double as tops. Anyway, I finally got to meet some non-Americans! There was a German dude, Polish dude, a platinum blonde/blue eyed Danish chick, and ...I forgot, but there were more. As soon as the German dude introduced himself Jane and Lisa exclaimed, "oh ya! he's german!" and looked towards me. I remembered earlier that I told them I took a year of German and that I loved Germany and would love to visit some day. The German guy was obviously pretty happy to hear that I loved Germany so we were talking for a bit until some chick from Tulane barged in out of nowhere and told us about her adventures with these Austrian chicks. I didn't mind since that opened us up to another new group of Americans that were just standing outside. They introduced themselves, but I completely forgot their names because, well, I don't think any of them were attractive. If they were I probably would have remembered. What was surprising though, was that one of the asian girls in the new group we had just befriended was from Huntington Beach and she asked which high school I went to. I told her, and she surprisingly knew someone from my HS and asked if I knew her as well. Well, my class only had ~160 people so no shit I knew who she was talking about. Small world. My story sounds boring because the conversation with those Americans was boring and I was pretty aloof the whole time, not really paying attention to what they were saying. It was getting old, so I did a 180 and turned back towards the Europeans, who were actually about to head back home to rest up for the big ERASMUS party at another club the next night. Lisa and I tried to convince the whole group to stay to get more drinks, but they had just come from a bar so no one was really interested except the German and Polish guys. But, they already had plans to buy a beer and go up to some viewpoint to have some gex time and enjoy the view of the Alhambra somewhere. Not really what we had in mind, so Lisa, Jane, and Lisa's roommate, who I forgot to introduce, decided to head over to the bar next door. The drinks were pretty expensive for Granada at 5Euros each, but they came with a massive plate of tapas, so I couldn't really complain. Got myself a gin and tonic and Jane was pretty excited because she said that was her favorite drink haha. Don't know why she herself didn't get it, but she just ordered water. Lisa's roommate, some crazy French guy with a lazy eye got the most insane Mojito I had ever seen and it took like 20 minutes to come out so he wasn't happy about that, but it looked awesome haha. Lisa ordered whiskey...wtf LOL and made all the guys look like bitches, but oh well haha. Anyway, was gettin really good vibes from both Lisa and Jane throughout the whole night so I was feelin pretty good. Lisa was all touchy feely the whole night too so that was a plus. After we finished up with our drinks, we headed back into the club at around 1:30 and it was starting to get packed, but we made our way to the dance floor. Out of nowhere, Steve appeared with these 3 hideous mexican chicks and I laughed my fuckin ass off while I broke the news about Jane having a boyfriend. He just said "FUCK IT!" and went on lol. So there I was with Lisa and Jane, but mostly with Jane for reasons I cannot comprehend...at all. Lisa was the one that was all touchy the whole night, but as soon as we got on the dance floor she kept keeping her distance from me, strategically positioning Jane in between us two. When I'd go up to her to tell her something, she'd sneakily dance away to the other side after I was done saying something. I know I don't dance that horribly -_- but who gives a shit lol Jane is by far the hotter one. Forgot around what time, but after a while we needed a break so we went out into the lounge area. After some chit chat, Jane and Lisa took off, but I wanted to stay so it was just me and the French guy left to conquer the dance floor. I randomly befriended this dude who happened to be a bartender on his break and he said that he'd hook me up with free drinks if I came back when he was working. I think his name was Jose, but I'm not sure. It sounds too Mexican. Alex went to go do his own thing and I couldn't find him so I was flying solo now. Luckily, I caught a group of girls not dancing with anyone but themselves so I just joined them and hung out with them the rest of the night. Pretty nice girls, but it was too loud to get any real conversations going, so there wasn't any deep connection. Around 4, I decided it was probably a good time to take off. Overall, pretty awesome night on Wednesday and to make things better, Granada had a random local holiday, so there was no class on Thursday. Ha. Gotta love Spain..
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Classes
I must say, having the freedom to pick my classes and choose whether or not to attend them is pretty awesome. No more formations, no more mandatory meals, no more inspections. Sweet. I feel like my time in Spain is dwindling rapidly and I can't get over this feeling that if I'm not having an EPIC time every night, I'm wasting my time. I wish I had more time in Spain to truly enjoy all it has to offer. But I guess instead of crying about it, I should go out there and enjoy as much of it as I can. Live it up! Currently trying to get tickets to 'Sensation White' in Barcelona on the 8th of October and set up a trip to Ibiza the week before! Hopefully everything works out. The tickets to sensation are sold out, so I'll need to find a way to scalp some tickets somehow..we'll see how that turns out..
On another note, the guy:girl ratio at my school is pretty damn amazing. Apart from the fact that 99% of the students are American, it's pretty nice if you're a guy. Although.... I did envision a more "international" school rather than a little island of Americans in the heart of Granada. It kind of pisses me off to know that I traveled halfway across the globe to meet people from California. wtf. Everyone seems to be from either one of two programs; I forget what they're called, but one is the Cal State program and the other is some collection of random colleges in the Pacific Northwest. With that being said, everyone knows each other and it's a little awkward to make new friends, since most of them aren't really looking to meet new people. I feel if the school were more "international" with less study-abroad program dumps, it would be exponentially easier to befriend other foreign solo students looking to make their way in Granada. Like me. Apparently the University of Granada is the most popular destination for ERASMUS students, but I've only met 1 girl from Austria, 1 girl from Australia, and another from Germany. Everyone else is American.
But, going back to my original point, at least they're all girls. I've actually been hopping around from class to class asking the administration to switch me so I could be shuffled into a class with a lot of hot girls haha. Seems to have worked so far. I've been through four classes and I think there were only about 6 guys total...awesome. Anyway, there's this really hot leggy girl in my new class, but she's pretty quiet. She has this random brace on her knee. I wonder wtf happened. When I asked her, she laughed and said it was a "long story." Now that it's hyped up, it better not suck massive ass when I get to hear the story. The reason I mention this particular person, apart from her undeniable attractiveness, is because over the weekend, she and her Italian friends apparently had this cross-dressing party. SO...
1_wtf?
2_if that's her thing, she sounds interesting
3_Italians? ERASMUS? I want to meet more europeans..
4_must befriend her
Unbeknownst to me, I randomly ran into one of her best friends while walking to class yesterday and we subsequently sat next to each other since we arrived at the same time. I had no idea she could speak English and honestly thought she was one of hot leggy girl's Italian friends so I was quite surprised when she started talking to me in English. After four hours of dreadful class, hot leggy girl + friend stayed behind with me to talk about God knows what.. Now that I think about it, I honestly can't remember what we were talking about. Hmm. But, by the end of it, friend of hot leggy girl randomly gave me her number without me even asking. Well, that was pretty forward, but hey, lucky me I guess. Conversation dragged along after she dropped her number in my phone and really, all I wanted to do was gtfo, but I felt like it would have been pretty bad to just leave....I guess it would've been pretty funny though. Anyway, friend of hot leggy girl's number secured. Cool. I'll see how this turns out... :)
On another note, the guy:girl ratio at my school is pretty damn amazing. Apart from the fact that 99% of the students are American, it's pretty nice if you're a guy. Although.... I did envision a more "international" school rather than a little island of Americans in the heart of Granada. It kind of pisses me off to know that I traveled halfway across the globe to meet people from California. wtf. Everyone seems to be from either one of two programs; I forget what they're called, but one is the Cal State program and the other is some collection of random colleges in the Pacific Northwest. With that being said, everyone knows each other and it's a little awkward to make new friends, since most of them aren't really looking to meet new people. I feel if the school were more "international" with less study-abroad program dumps, it would be exponentially easier to befriend other foreign solo students looking to make their way in Granada. Like me. Apparently the University of Granada is the most popular destination for ERASMUS students, but I've only met 1 girl from Austria, 1 girl from Australia, and another from Germany. Everyone else is American.
But, going back to my original point, at least they're all girls. I've actually been hopping around from class to class asking the administration to switch me so I could be shuffled into a class with a lot of hot girls haha. Seems to have worked so far. I've been through four classes and I think there were only about 6 guys total...awesome. Anyway, there's this really hot leggy girl in my new class, but she's pretty quiet. She has this random brace on her knee. I wonder wtf happened. When I asked her, she laughed and said it was a "long story." Now that it's hyped up, it better not suck massive ass when I get to hear the story. The reason I mention this particular person, apart from her undeniable attractiveness, is because over the weekend, she and her Italian friends apparently had this cross-dressing party. SO...
1_wtf?
2_if that's her thing, she sounds interesting
3_Italians? ERASMUS? I want to meet more europeans..
4_must befriend her
Unbeknownst to me, I randomly ran into one of her best friends while walking to class yesterday and we subsequently sat next to each other since we arrived at the same time. I had no idea she could speak English and honestly thought she was one of hot leggy girl's Italian friends so I was quite surprised when she started talking to me in English. After four hours of dreadful class, hot leggy girl + friend stayed behind with me to talk about God knows what.. Now that I think about it, I honestly can't remember what we were talking about. Hmm. But, by the end of it, friend of hot leggy girl randomly gave me her number without me even asking. Well, that was pretty forward, but hey, lucky me I guess. Conversation dragged along after she dropped her number in my phone and really, all I wanted to do was gtfo, but I felt like it would have been pretty bad to just leave....I guess it would've been pretty funny though. Anyway, friend of hot leggy girl's number secured. Cool. I'll see how this turns out... :)
Sunday, September 11, 2011
9/11
It's 07:44 in Spain right now and I hear people outside my room in the street. Judging by the sharp sound of heels, it's a group of girls. Yup. Just peered out my window to see a group of about 6 scantily clad girls in club attire fumbling back to who knows where. I must say, the Spanish really do know how to party.
The sun is just barely peeking out above the horizon, but still...it's close to 8. Back in the States, people would be on their daily commute to work and life would seem like some amazingly orchestrated chaos. Yet here in Spain, everything is quiet. Apart from the drunken guys and girls coming back from what I assume to be an amazing night at the clubs, everything else is dead. Living next to a club, I better get used to the obnoxiously loud raging youth out by my doorstep. I should think of something entertaining to do...to them...on a daily basis. Hmm.
On another note. Today is 9/11. On this day, ten years ago, the United States of America witnessed the most horrific terrorist attacks ever committed against innocent civilians on her own soil. I was ten that day; starting my 4th day of school as a fifth grader. My grandpa, who lived on the other side of town, had driven all the way to my house that morning and rang the doorbell several times. At first when he broke the news, I thought he had said world train centers. I thought to myself, "wtf?" but soon turned on the TV and realized what he was talking about. I phoned several of my friends to inform them about what had happened, but being 10 years old, none of them cared. Since school hadn't started yet (Pacific Standard Time), I noted that school might be cancelled. I went anyway. 8:35AM PST the school bell rang and everything continued as if nothing happened. My friends laughed at me for thinking that school would be cancelled for no reason. Yet on the other side of the country, in Manhattan, it had been nearly two hours since both of the towers had fallen and nearly three since the first tower had been hit. On the other side of the country, there was chaos, panic, and fear. But there I was, attending and finishing my day at school like any other with people around me that just didn't seem to care. 2819 people died that day.
Needless to say, September 11th changed America. It began a new era. Apart from the formation of the Dept. of Homeland Security and controversial policies like the Patriot Act, this new era and generation has seen the longest lasting war in U.S. history. According to Defense.GOV, as of September 10, 2011 10AM EDT, there have been:
in Operation Iraqi Freedom
4,421 Deaths
31,921 Wounded
and in Operation Enduring Freedom
1,751 Deaths in OEF
13,700 Wounded in OEF
Total
6,172 Deaths
45,621 Wounded
This day reassures me of the commitment I made to serve. I first signed the papers and made my oath when I was 17. Now 20, I have reaffirmed my commitment and it is official for the next ten years of my life. No regrets.
Never Forget.
God Bless to all those who have suffered.
The sun is just barely peeking out above the horizon, but still...it's close to 8. Back in the States, people would be on their daily commute to work and life would seem like some amazingly orchestrated chaos. Yet here in Spain, everything is quiet. Apart from the drunken guys and girls coming back from what I assume to be an amazing night at the clubs, everything else is dead. Living next to a club, I better get used to the obnoxiously loud raging youth out by my doorstep. I should think of something entertaining to do...to them...on a daily basis. Hmm.
On another note. Today is 9/11. On this day, ten years ago, the United States of America witnessed the most horrific terrorist attacks ever committed against innocent civilians on her own soil. I was ten that day; starting my 4th day of school as a fifth grader. My grandpa, who lived on the other side of town, had driven all the way to my house that morning and rang the doorbell several times. At first when he broke the news, I thought he had said world train centers. I thought to myself, "wtf?" but soon turned on the TV and realized what he was talking about. I phoned several of my friends to inform them about what had happened, but being 10 years old, none of them cared. Since school hadn't started yet (Pacific Standard Time), I noted that school might be cancelled. I went anyway. 8:35AM PST the school bell rang and everything continued as if nothing happened. My friends laughed at me for thinking that school would be cancelled for no reason. Yet on the other side of the country, in Manhattan, it had been nearly two hours since both of the towers had fallen and nearly three since the first tower had been hit. On the other side of the country, there was chaos, panic, and fear. But there I was, attending and finishing my day at school like any other with people around me that just didn't seem to care. 2819 people died that day.
Needless to say, September 11th changed America. It began a new era. Apart from the formation of the Dept. of Homeland Security and controversial policies like the Patriot Act, this new era and generation has seen the longest lasting war in U.S. history. According to Defense.GOV, as of September 10, 2011 10AM EDT, there have been:
in Operation Iraqi Freedom
4,421 Deaths
31,921 Wounded
and in Operation Enduring Freedom
1,751 Deaths in OEF
13,700 Wounded in OEF
Total
6,172 Deaths
45,621 Wounded
This day reassures me of the commitment I made to serve. I first signed the papers and made my oath when I was 17. Now 20, I have reaffirmed my commitment and it is official for the next ten years of my life. No regrets.
Never Forget.
God Bless to all those who have suffered.
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