A New Life On a New Shore Line

So things are definitely different but they are good.  It definitely takes some time to get used to everything but once you do, things really start falling in place.  It took me a while to get used to the schedule, I feel like it’s the complete opposite of the United States.  I always feel like I’m starving…and according to Miss Stacy, I’m either talking about chocolate or Kabab King; both of which are amazing, let’s be serious.  The food has been interesting to say the least, especially because I’m such a picky eater.  I have actually gotten a lot better though, I just tend not to ask what it is and then I’m fine.  

The first week of classes went great.  They are all really interesting and I take a field trip every Wednesday for my art class, which is always a plus.   I sometimes wonder how this adds up to a semester at UofI…I literally have 2-3 classes a day and no classes Friday.  We also have two week long breaks and two more four day weekends… and then we end way earlier in May.  It kind of feels like a joke but I’m not complaining :).  

For one of our classes we all got invited to go see a Flamenco show up in the mountains, which ended up being an experience needless to say.  It was umm...creative?  Lol yeah I don’t really know, it was attention-grabbing but at the same time I was oddly freaked out by it.  The setting kind of reminds you of some weird horror movie right before the mayhem starts.  It’s kind of dark and creepy.    Again this is just my perception, others thought it was beautiful…Haha but anyways on a more important note, this is also the same night I tried Kabab King for the first time….best fast food ever!

The next night we ventured out to the discoteca for the first time.  Our journey there was an interesting one and it ended up being soo much fun.  We all decided we would buy a bottle of wine, to share in a plaza, and then go dance up a storm at the disco.  Little did we know, on our way to buy our wine, a bunch of random bars would be giving out some great drink deals…which of course we have to take advantage of.  It actually all started with 50 cent shots and then, before we know it, we are at the sketchiest bar ever drinking huge things of beer.   This bar smelled worse than Kams (yes I repeat WORSE than Kams) and had a plethora of very interesting people.  I think we decided to leave once this guy( Michelangelo the turtle, NOT the painter) starting saying, “I love you, you are my princess.”  Bahaha oh god.  Eventually we made it to the disco, where I am pretty positive we were the only people dancing…but of course we had no shame and tons of fun.  

That interesting Friday night pretty much ensured me staying home all day Saturday for some recuperation…oops sorry for partying.  Then Sunday I just chilled and did homework and around 9 p.m. we all ended up going to Paddy’s for the Bears/Packers game.  Naturally I was not very interested but I did get to catch up and chat with mis amigas.  Sorry the Bears lost Dad :( I could almost hear you yelling at the T.V. from Spain.  

That is about all for now, miss and love everyone :)!