Woke up late, having weird dreams lately about old friends and new friends and I’m either stabbed (with knives AND swords!) or sobbing or curled up in my Spain-bed or I have big giant laser cannons integrated into my arms.

…Anyway

Homework is boringly tedious.

Matias, eldest brother, took me with him to the dentist university branch, which is an interesting building. I should go back with my camera some time :O

ALSO it’s in the Macarena district EEEEEEEH wtfever
There’s a famous archway there, and then there’s the parliamentary building which used to be a hospital
And a church dedicated to the Virgin of Macarena (Apparently Spain has lots of virgins of things as everyone sees the virgin mary everywhere. I’ll wiki the story to this one later)

ALTHOUGH AWESOME CROSS-OVER IDEA
The Burlador of Seville meets the Virgin of Macarena. :O

Oh god that was a terrible idea SACRILEGE owell

And then we walked back through the center, which means the stupid cobblestone thin street labyrinth. STUPID ONLY BY VIRTUE OF BEING LABYRINTHIAN.
Although I wanna spend a day just walking around there to see if I can figure out the place by virtue of landmarks. I’ve been there three times now and each time I got in through a different way than I did before oO

Also hanging vine gardens make awesome decorations I SHOULD REALLY BRING MY CAMERA the place I’m talking about is in the jew district 8D BECAUSE THERE’S A FORMERLY-JEW DISTRICT AND A CURRENTLY JEW DISTRICT. 8U

Also I have now had veal! In the form of small breaded-fried hamburger patties that are called Russian somethings. Quite good :O but I forgot about dessert and overate. D:

Oh I’ve ignored the other notable food for the days!
Yesterday was liquefied zucchini, warmed, and thus it was like a cream of zucchini soup? Surprisingly good, because I like zucchini flavor but hate eating the steamed vegetable for the squishy texture

Dinner once was chicken in an apple vinaigrette with garlic and carrots, served cold. NOM

And then also fish roasted in an oil with some things :U

NOMNOMNOMfish. In some sauce and oven roasted

And then there have been oven baked pizzas. Not bad, but one of the cheeses doesn’t sit well with me.

Anyways, the culture class presents a lot of unknown details to us about everything. It’s like a sort of trivia of Spain-ish ness.
Conversation throws new vocab our way, and some saying. It’s interesting BUT mostly old news to me.
Grammar is, like, me going back to just doing the rote work and ignoring the rules and just following the flow of things. Oh you’re using Haber for things? Okay, Haber and the infinitive. No I don’t know what tense that is why do you ask

Another thing I’m not used to is that lunch is a multi-course meal. Appetizer of some kind, main course, then a dessert.

And I also learned that I’m actually the first student ever that this family has housed :U And while I know that a lot of the things they do are contractual promises, I still feel bad, and under pressure to make sure I leave a good impression.

BUT THEY MAKE FUN OF ME SO MUCH especially the Dad and the two younger brothers D: though Matias also will poke some fun at me. As a result I’ve begun getting sarcastic and snippy

But my intonation in Spanish is different, because I’m not used to whining or going BUHURRR at people (i.e. You know what a cura is?
Me: mhmm
Brothers: A (and I jump in to form a triple jinx) sacerdote (mind you, all these words mean priest)
Antonio (youngest): A catholic one
Me: NO, A JEWISH ONE
Matias (oldest): …no it really is a-
Me: I KNOW IT’S CATHOLIC I WAS BEING SARCASTIC
Matias: Are you an anti-semite?

Me: no-
Antonio: He doesn’t know what that is (Matias had said it in spanish (anti-sémito))
Me: YES I DO and I’m not D:
Matias: Are you pro-semite?
Me: …)
As a result, it’s difficult to find the appropriate tone to establish myself better and not be impolite but be capable of going Stop thinking that I’m dumb

And anyways, after that conversation about alcohols now whenever I go out, the next day the dad’s like OH HO HO DID YOU HAVE A BEER HUH WHAT DID YOU HAVE A NICE TALL FROSTY ONE 8D 8D 8D and I’m like no I had a coke. Again. And then this is what else we had as we ordered tapas and I have to like FORCEFULLY STEER the conversation away

Speaking of which the general glass of coke is more expensive than tinto or sangria or beer. WHY?

Although the cheapest thing is the Botellón, a phenomena that began when kids realized it was more economic to pregame by buying the bottle of whatever, taking it with them, sharing it amongst 7 people outside the club and then finishing it and heading inside. You get drunker for less 8D But it was such a problem because they bring noise and drug trafficking and random things like that, that the city now has designated Botellón places. (I guess a literal translation of the word would be a Big-Bottle-ing)
And actually I didn’t order alcohol the last time I went out, which makes my drinking in Spain still limited to the solitary failure of a shot of caramel vodka. o_O

Oh the brand is Grecko. I’m gonna see if I can find it myself at a store

And while in the manuals (and potentially in the contract) it is stated that we are not allowed to have alcohol in our homestays, that aforementioned conversation with the adults I think gave me liscence for it oO

Or at least, I can buy wines, and keep them with me. Drinking them is still unknown, BUT THEY’RE SO NICE that I guess as long as I don’t go all HAAAY GUUUUUUYS SPAIN IS AWESOOOOME TIME TO PARTY TO 90S MUSIC IN MY BEDROOM ADJACENT TO YOU it ought to be appropriate.

Anyways, tonight some of the kids are meeting at 11:30 to barhop. I was invited when I started listing places they should go, as they’ve already gotten into the rut of going to the same outdoor bar in the same park, and it’s only the second week. Left untapped is the establishments along the Barrio of Santa Cruz, which I know a little better now. Thus, I think I will go with the group 8D

Tonight is also the opening festival of some Flamenco dealio :O The mom is definitely going because they’re doing some sort of homage to some famous guitarist. And I am also curious, and there ought to be celebrations all over the city.

Regardless, I miss having the capacity to just spend some hours sitting and going through the net, keeping up with the latest trends and memes and chatting with fellows via AIM and everything in between. But when the wi-fi matter gets solved, I ought to have the freedom to do that with a little more impunity.

I also noticed that if I don’t spend time listening to music, especially my music, or like, music I like..
Did I mention? I follow music based off the emotion or mindset it presents, so lyrics don’t matter to me, I just want to be moved either to the melancholic or to the cracktastic happy tunes. THUS music is an emotive outlet for me
And if I don’t spend time listening to music, I begin to flop and go insane. Like, increasingly so. As if I were getting little sleep, stress begins to affect me far more than it ought to.

And thus I was getting to that point, but hardcore bio working had me listening to my melodies as I typed, and thus my therapy is maintained. I MUST MAKE SURE I DO NOT SUFFER WITHDRAWAL IN SPAIN.

Anyways, it’s 9:30, and I’m gonna pop down to see if I can load more screencappery before dinner. Entertaining things to load and have minimized until I’m in my room to chortle freely 8D
I have an old rom of Phantasy Star IV sitting around, maybe I should do one…