this is one of my favorite entries written in sevilla, spain. i kept blogs a lot during my time there (august-december 2007) as a scholarship project.
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okay, so i had the entire apartment to myself for the weekend. much needed and long overdue. anyway, the apartment is huge, so i was pretty content being in my room reading and doing homework and taking naps the entire weekend (notice how i didn't mention EATING? it's because i only did that 3 times this weekend. another story).
so friday, i had been at the computer lab scheduling my classes and shooting the breeze online with people. i came home and ate chips and read for a while. around midnight, my roommate gareth's alarm clock went off out of nowhere... so of course my crackhead imagination tells me "there's someone in the house and they're trying to lure me out of the room so they can ambush me and i know it." am i kidding? so i just figured i would wait it out until the alarm went off... 30 minutes later, the alarm is still going strong... so the imagination kicks in again: "someone is out there resetting the alarm so it keeps going off so i will come out of the room and they will attack me." i thought i was sooo great for thinking up this "surefire" explanation for what was happening. 10 mins later, i'd had enough of that freaking alarm, so i opened my door to the dark hallway, walked to the opposite end of the hallway to cut the light on, walked to one bedroom, cut the light on, [get this] SWIPED my hand in the closet to make sure someone wasn't hiding in there, then went to the next bedroom and did the same thing... THEN i turned the alarm off.
i think the food here has crack in it... because it CERTAINLY doesn't have seasoning.
and speaking of which, i wouldn't be able to experience the effects of the food because WE NEVER HAVE ANY. here's what i ate this weekend:
friday: crackers and water all day, and then a frozen pizza and chips for dinner.
saturday: frosted flakes, crackers, water, and chips.
sunday: chips. oh, and some soda.
even if you add all those things up, it's not even a day's worth of the required amount of food, lol.
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8.23.2011
archive: ashy in class
i wrote this entry in sevilla, spain; during my first week of studying abroad in the fall of 2007. it's one of my favorites. enjoy.
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another hilarious day.
this morning, i called myself being "prepared" for a long day, so i put on my tan gauchos, a pink tank, and a darker pink 3/4 sleeved shirt, with these metallic brown (like bronze) flats. and i wore a denim jacket just because it's been chilly lately. sounds like a winner, right? well, before i put on my shoes, i sprinkled powder in them so that when/if my feet were to sweat, they wouldn't slide around and be gross in my shoes. the powder was in, and so were my feet, and i was good to go. so i leave the apartment and walk to class. class starts at 9:15 with conversations with other classmates. that went well... i spoke a lot of spanish for a while, and it made sense! lol... back on topic. i sit down and the teacher begins to teach about the verbs gustar (to like), encantar (to love), doler (to physically hurt), and another verb but i can't think of it. everyone's paying attention and learning... and then i get an itch on my leg, so i look down to scratch, and what do i see? MY FEET, ANKLES AND CALVES WERE COMPLETELY COVERED IN POWDER! yes, the powder from my shoes. apparently, i put wayyy too much powder so that when i walked (more like stomped) to school, all the powder seeped from beneath my feet to on top. i probably had clouds around my feet the whole way to school. i looked so crazy. instead of just leaving it like that, afraid that other people would notice, i went to work trying to rub the powder off my feet. it worked a little, but it just made me look really ashy instead of... well, extremely ashy. i had no lotion and i saw that there was no type of lubrication around me (lol) so i dig in my good bookbag and pull out the carmex. i put a healthy portion on my fingers and started massaging my ankles then rubbing the top of my feet. all of this while sitting in the front of the class. even my heels and the backs of my ankles were ashy. pure WHITE. so after class, i make a bee-line for the bathroom and start rubbing my feet again, this time with toilet paper. i didn't get a chance to go home AT ALL, so i pretty much stayed ashy all day, praying that no more powder would seep out of my shoes.
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another hilarious day.
this morning, i called myself being "prepared" for a long day, so i put on my tan gauchos, a pink tank, and a darker pink 3/4 sleeved shirt, with these metallic brown (like bronze) flats. and i wore a denim jacket just because it's been chilly lately. sounds like a winner, right? well, before i put on my shoes, i sprinkled powder in them so that when/if my feet were to sweat, they wouldn't slide around and be gross in my shoes. the powder was in, and so were my feet, and i was good to go. so i leave the apartment and walk to class. class starts at 9:15 with conversations with other classmates. that went well... i spoke a lot of spanish for a while, and it made sense! lol... back on topic. i sit down and the teacher begins to teach about the verbs gustar (to like), encantar (to love), doler (to physically hurt), and another verb but i can't think of it. everyone's paying attention and learning... and then i get an itch on my leg, so i look down to scratch, and what do i see? MY FEET, ANKLES AND CALVES WERE COMPLETELY COVERED IN POWDER! yes, the powder from my shoes. apparently, i put wayyy too much powder so that when i walked (more like stomped) to school, all the powder seeped from beneath my feet to on top. i probably had clouds around my feet the whole way to school. i looked so crazy. instead of just leaving it like that, afraid that other people would notice, i went to work trying to rub the powder off my feet. it worked a little, but it just made me look really ashy instead of... well, extremely ashy. i had no lotion and i saw that there was no type of lubrication around me (lol) so i dig in my good bookbag and pull out the carmex. i put a healthy portion on my fingers and started massaging my ankles then rubbing the top of my feet. all of this while sitting in the front of the class. even my heels and the backs of my ankles were ashy. pure WHITE. so after class, i make a bee-line for the bathroom and start rubbing my feet again, this time with toilet paper. i didn't get a chance to go home AT ALL, so i pretty much stayed ashy all day, praying that no more powder would seep out of my shoes.
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