First day of responsibility ... well maybe...

Classes started today. It felt so weird going to a class that was not at Butler. It really hit me today that I won't be taking classes at Butler....weird, but I definitely like the change. The classes are going to be a joke... well not completely but I mean they understand we are here to experience life in a different culture and not to learn from books. So it's a pretty nice. One of my professors even said "I know that whatever you have going on over a weekend is more fun and interesting than reading what I assign, I don't expect you to read it." SWEET! My schedule is pretty nice too. On Mondays and Wednesdays I have two classes from 1:45-5:15 and then Tuesday and Thursday I have a class from 10:15-11:45 then a break and I have class again from 1:45-5:15. Easy. Muy facil (Very easy). I think I will enjoy actually having a schedule. This way I will stop picking at food all day and will get into a workout routine.

Since I didn't write all weekend, I'll fill you in. So Joey came on Saturday morning. We didn't do a whole lot on Saturday. We just went to Las Ramblas and Plaza Catalunya and walked around there. I really wanted to cook a good, put together meal. I knew he hadn't been eating well in London and I know that I haven't been eating well at all, and besides I love to cook! So we went to La Boqueria on Las Ramblas, the fresh food market. Wow, what an experience. All I wanted was a green pepper (love them, they give you good tasting burps! haha), a red pepper, some onions and some chicken. It literally took us like 30 minutes to find what I wanted among all the different stands and the hoards of people. We left the market with one HUGE red pepper, a semi-wrinkly, small green pepper, and one kilo of onions.... the place I bought the onions at made me buy a whole kilo! I only wanted and needed one, but I came home with like, oh I don't know, like 8! Oh well, I'll have onion soup, onion salad, onion sandwiches and onion cookies for the next month. My breath will smell amazing. Maybe it will keep the creepy Spaniards away, no? We didn't buy any chicken because we were both so grossed out at the sight of an entire dead pig just chillin' in the glass case and the women behind the counter with bloody gloves taking money and putting the meat into bags. We decided I would just run into the grocery store next to my apartment for prepackaged, non-bloody chicken. So we came back and I cooked an amazing meal if I must say so myself. I just made it up, although it wasn't complicated, but I sauteed the peppers, onions and chicken in olive oil and white wine and then put it over pasta and added salt, pepper and garlic. YUM! It was good. You should try it out, tell me what you think. Your input could help me decide if I should open a restaurant or not... After dinner, we were both feeling lazy so we just hung out and tried to figure our problems out. Bad idea, it just brought tension and confusion for the rest of the weekend... oh well. On Sunday we went to the Picasso museum. After taking the wrong metro line to the wrong stop and then a minor freak out about where we were and how to get where we wanted to be, we didn't even see any of Picasso's art work. My spanish still isn't where it should be and I didn't understand the lady when she asked if we wanted to see Picasso's actually art work or his collection of other Artist's works. So we only got tickets to see Picasso's collection of other artists... not too exciting but whatever it was an adventure. I bought a pretty poster of one of Henri Matisse's paintings though, so my walls aren't completely white anymore. After that adventure, we just hung out around the apartment until we went to get dinner. We found a really good Italiano restaurant just a few blocks away from where I live. Other than the meal I made, I think it was the best, most flavorful, biggest meal I've had since I've been here. It was good. That leads us to today....so were back to the beginning of this entry...


Right now I'm just sitting in my apartment all alone because all of my roomies went out tonight. I on the other hand, after my stressful, tension filled weekend wasn't in the mood. I wanted to just update my blog, get my planner and my class stuff organized and chill out. But now its really quiet and kind of lonely.. oh well.. I'll go to bed soon anyways. Its almost 1:30 am here and I have class at 10:15... I know soooo early right?


Who knows what tomorrow will bring, other than classes I have nothing planned. I think tonight is seriously the first time I've had complete silence and alone time since I got here and its kind of nice... but I'm sure tomorrow I will not have this and there will be something new to see or do. I'll enjoy this peace and quiet while I can, although I am not complaining at all about the fact I never have peace and quiet here. I love it that I don't, it keeps my mind off of the fact that I am here, so many miles away from my friends and family and worlds away from everything I consider normal, but once again, not complaining about things being different. I love it the differences. So now I'm just blabbering on and not talking about anything important so I'll just go read my book (for like the second time since I arrived...) and go to bed.


-Buenas Noches.


Here are some pictures of that all you can eat, Japanese Sushi restaurant from my last entry that I just uploaded from my camera...