Busy, busy, busy.

So my life is soo much busier here in Barcelona that it ever has been. It's crazy and I think its really starting to get to me.

A typical day usually consists of waking up, going to class for like five hours, coming home, running, eating dinner usually around 8, and then showering, and maybe getting ready to go out for the night or if I don't go out then bed around 12:30-1 and then the cycle starts over again the next day. It's definitely hectic. And its making my time here in Barcelona go sooo quickly! And I don't want that to happen at all! So I'm trying my best to seize the day (haha) and make the most out of them. I think the main reason that my days seem so busy is because when I leave for school in the morning, I never come back to my apartment until 6. So it just seems like a really long day because I am in the area of our school for like 5-7 hours a day. Oh well... nothing I can do about it. Tomorrow is Friday, which means no classes, which means a whole day to do whatever I want. Finally.

So this week so far I haven't done anything exciting. In one of my classes we had a field study and our professor took us to the Museu d'Historia de la Cuitat. The Museum of History of the City. It was so boring. I thought I was going to fall asleep standing up. It was all about the Roman city that first started Barcelona or as it was known as, Barcino. Looking at an old pile of rocks isn't my thing. The dumb thing about the ruins is that someone along the way decided to build a huge house ontop of the ruins so what I saw was definitely ruins. It was even worse than going to a place where the ruins have actually been kept safe over the years. You couldn't tell what anything was because everything was broken. And then it was underneath the museum so it was even harder to tell what things were because you couldn't really see streets or anything. It was awful. Oh well, I had to go so I'll stop complaing. The one class that I am loving right now is my spanish class. I have an amazing professor. He is so animated and will talk about everything. Like for instance, today he was saying how he is going to try to take us somewhere to cook us an authentic spanish meal, but unfortunately no booze can be involved. And he doesn't like that becuase he would love to drink with all of us and hear how we "think" we are so good at spanish. Which is usually the case. Hes so awesome. Other than that my classes are pretty boring and dull. In one of them this week I had to draw the layout of my apartment, as like an architect would. Now please, can you tell me what in the world I would ever need to do that for?! Seriously. Sorry mom and dad, this might be a waste of your money. Just kidding, I'm learning so much more about life in general by being here than I ever would back at Butler.

I feel that I have already grown so much since being here, and I've only been here for three and a half weeks, almost four. Wow, I can't believe its been that long already. But one thing I've definitely have learned about myself is that even though I like to get my way and yes, I'll admit it sometimes I turn into a brat and throw a little tantraum... I can go with the flow too. Especially in a group of girls and when I don't know them all that well. I've definitely learned that there is a time and a place (usually with my family, sorry. haha) to voice my opinion, make it heard, and get my way. And in a situation such as I am in, it is definitely not the time to have to get my way all the time, I need to go with the flow. Another thing that I have learned is that I am pretty happy with my life and my decisions. There is very little I would change. I know what I want out of life and I do what I can to get it. And I don't think I do it in a bad way or a way that will put someone else out because if I have to, I will do it on my own. But I am usually very sure of my decisions and don't usually regret them because I make sure its what I want. One more thing that I've learned, especially in the past week, is that I love life. I love living life, loving life and learning life. I decided to embrace life as much as I can because we can only do it once. So, in the words of my dear friend Whitney Cockerham, I am going to live life 100% always.

Enough about my personal growth, I'm sure you are all either rolling your eyes or have just returned from the bathroom after loosing your lunch. Sorry. But this is also MY journal, so I can write what I want, when I want. Ok, so maybe I still have to work on that aspect of me a little... :)

Last night, some of my roommates and like five guys we've become friends with decided we were in the mood to smoke hookah. Don't worry for those of you who don't know what it is, its totally legal. Its just flavored tobacco that goes through water to cool it down and make it smooth. I bought one for Austin for his highschool graduation present. Anyways, it was a really nice change of pace. It was fun to just sit around with everyone and chill out and talk. We all had a really good time and I got a rose out of the night.... I'll explain. Its kinda funny. So, later in the night Middle Eastern guys will walk around bars and the streets trying to sell roses to drunk people. I was just sitting around the table with my friends and this guy selling roses comes up to me and hands me one. I said "No gracias" and he continued to try to give it to me while pointing in the corner to this guy. So this random guy who I hadn't even talked to at all in the night and didn't even notice he was at the bar because I was just hanging out with my friends, bought me a rose. Hilarious. He then proceeded to come over to our table and talk to me. He kept asking me to come dance with him and his friends and I said "no, mis amigas estan aqui. No voy a contigo" (No, my friends are here, I'm not going with you.) So he asked for my number, and instead of saying no, I just gave him the wrong number... oops. Hes the dumb one that spent like four euros on a rose for a random girl in the bar, he deserved it. And anyways, its not like I wanted a random guy to have my real number anyways. I'm not dumb. So yea, that was my night last night. Fun and funny.

This weekend is the beginning of Carnival (Car-knee-vahl is how you pronounce it with the proper Spanish accent.) It is basically the Spanish version of Marty Gras. Its going to be crazy. There are tons of parades, costume contests, food, and drinks. They are celebrating and getting all their "partying" out because lent is about to start. The best place to go to experience Carnival is Sitges, which is a thirty minute train ride from Barcelona. Yep, you've guessed it, I'm going! Not to get crazy or anything but I want to experience the Spanish culture and this is one of the biggest things in Spain. My room mates and I are heading to Sitges on Saturday afternoon and then staying there alllll night because the train stops at like midnight and then starts up again at 5 in the morning. But don't worry mom, or anyone else, this is what everyone does, this is how you do Carnival. And we are going with some of our guy friends so it won't just be girls (Thank God.) So yea, Saturday should be interesting for two reasons, one I'll be experiencing Carnival hands on and second, we'll see how bitchy I get after being awake all night in a place that I'm sure will be so dirty and disgusting. Its all part of experiencing and living life though right?

Well, anyways, thats my life thus far. This weekend, other than Carnival, should be pretty low key and I'm excited to be able to stay in Barcelona. Miss you all.

-Adios