So Monday I slept in and woke up and went running with Zore. If you ever feel like you are ugly, fat, out of shape and pathetic, compared to your Olympic athlete sister, I reccomend you go running with a beautiful skinny girl who never exercises. It will do wonders for your self esteem and desire to run. Zore also had a cold among other issues in her defense, but it was great to run with someone who I was better than, and watch them dying and start walking because they can´t go on anymore as I was barely working up a sweat. That may be mean, but it happens so rarely to me that I think its ok. So running, then sit ups and push ups. Then breakfast, dink around and wait for the water to heat up again after Zore´s shower, which it hadn´t really by the time I showered. Then I didn´t have much time left, so I went out to my balcony and tried to organize a huge stack of papers I had in my room and work on my paper journal. I had been saving some scraps of paper and finally put them in the journal Victor gave me for Christmas. I love my balcony. Then I ate lunch, washed dishes and went to work. It went a little better this time with the babies. I got there later, and started in right away with the activites so I had the kids attention. My favorite part was when while they were all coloring, they starting calling me niña mala and niña tonta. Thats stupid and bad girl, and saying that they only loved Nikki too. Its really true what the Bible says about kids being pure evil from the moment they are born or someting like that. My second favorite part was when a kid poked another kid in the eye with a small, pink, plastic hair dryer and then lied to his mom when I told her about it and she asked him about it. These are 2 and 3 year olds we´re talking about here.... So after work I came home and saw the police towing José´s car from in front of our house. I called his house to tell him and then watched the ensuing fiasco. It was pretty bad and I felt terrible for José, even though he had parked illegally. The police are the same in every country. Then I went to Inglés Divertido to prepare for the next classes, and then came back home. I practiced guitar for a bit and then talked to my parents on the phone and Zore when she got back. Then I went to Nacho and Alicia´s, got there really early on accident and we had dinner and class. They were really pooped so it was kind of a funny class. We mostly talked about what a ridiculous career Education is. Then Nacho took me home and I chatted with my roommates and on the phone to Victor. Then after tv, which is impossible to watch as my roommates talk about stuff from their home, I went to bed.
This morning I woke up before my alarm and decided to rush and go running before guitar. Then I went to guitar, which didn´t go terrible, (yay!) and the post office. Then I came back home, cleaned up my room and got ready for class this afternoon and came here to blog.
Now I wanted to spout out some random thoughts from the past couple of weeks.
The search for your media naranja, or orange half, basically your one true love, gets more difficult. Two twins, seperated at birth and never told of the other´s existance, grow up, meet, fall in love and get married. Only to find out later that they are twin brother and sister and to have the British government declare their marriage null. True story I heard on the news. How do explain that one...
Also I am super frustrated with my roommates, their co-dependance drives me crazy and I´ve just about had it up to here with them living in my house during the week, and going home on the weekend. We aren´t really friends because the 3 of us have nothing in common. I just know some stuff about them and their homes and they the same about me. At the same time, there are moments where they are so sweet and nice that I just love them to death. Only to be followed by moments where I just want to kill them both. I hope they never find out about my blog. That would be bad.
A 400 some odd pound woman becomes a stripper, even though her Morracan skinny boyfriend dosen´t really approve and then agrees to participate in a documentary about it on national television. I still can´t get that out of my mind.
Also I have been forming some New Year´s Resolutions:
1. As usual exercise more. The summer is quickly approaching.
2. If something can be done on my balcony, I´ll do it on my balcony.
3. Spend more time outside and in nature, if possible exercising.
4. Practice guitar more.
5. Enjoy, visit, get to know, and expeirence Granada more.
6. Wait.
7. Travel more. As much as possible.
8. Even though I hate my job, do my best and enjoy it while doing so.
9. I don´t like odd numbers so I added this one to make 10 resolutions.
10. Sleep less. You can sleep when you are dead. You can also sleep when you don´t live in Granada, Spain.
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Sorry, I'm a few days behind on your blog, but I just wanted to say that I love your list of resolutions. Especially #9 and 10. I've made the same one to try to be more extroverted and lose sleep if necessary to have a good time or whatever, but lately I'm such a grandpa... is that what marriage does? Turns you into an old person?!?!?
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