i started classes this week and surprisingly i don't hate any of them. my spanish language teacher is on crack and is the most rare human i've ever met. so naturally i look forward to that class on a daily basis. my film class is all about this crazy director who makes extremely sexual and twisted movies with antonio banderas and penelope cruz. my lit class is about spanish theatre and is a little boring at times, but my teacher is fat and loud, so he's entertaining. my ceramics class is, well it's ceramics so i obviously have no complaints. and lastly, my art history classes take place in the prado museum, just casually the home of the original Las Meninas painting by Velazquez. on top of all that, me and shannon have every. single. class. together. i hope she likes me.
some random things i've noticed lately:
- all the light switches here are on the wall outside the room. confusing.
- the pda here is on another level. i guess when bringing home a boy to your house is not permitted, that means basically having sex in the middle of a park in broad daylight with small children around is okay. i guess i really don't mind it that much. unless neither member of the pair is good looking. in which case, i do not need to watch you swap spit. not sorry about it.
- every one here wears heels at all times. however, from what i've been seeing, not many people get pedicures. i guess with all the walking it's a waste. but please, at least cover up your toes if they're going to look like a homeless woman's.
- on a funny note: i've seen a lot of people wearing t-shirts with english words on them. like "your boyfriend gave me this shirt" or "that's what she said." it makes me wonder, do you know what that means? where did you even get that?
time for a siesta. adios.
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