Comes muchas hamburguesas?

so..last night was a wierd night...it started off all fine and good, we went to a flamenco show and got really good seats so it was really good...then we went to a bar and met up with friends that were real cool and i was definitely enjoying myself...i guys i should have known that things might go awry when i got felt up by a gay boy...

but it's wierd, sometimes i can't tell how fake people in our program are, i really like all of them..but then again in know one of thess bitches stole my i-pod...and i also know that sometimes when people aren't there, we talk about them...so i don't know what people are saying behind my back...also a few of the guys here seem a bit sleazy like they are trying to get in some pantaloons..and as much as i'd love a little something in my pantaloons, i'm pretty sure that i don't want to do that with anyone from my program because 1) the sleazyness...these guys would probably use me and abuse me..and 2) the talk...if anyone in our program became "special friends" everyone would know about it in like two seconds...and the last thing i need is for more people in the world to think i'm a slut...

so anyways..last night, since me and jackie didn't have class today, we wanted to get crunked and party..but everyone was going home, but this one guy (who is seriously trying to get some pantaloons, from like every girl in our program) said he was down to stay out, and these other two guys said we needed to follow them to get anywhere...

lol, right when we started walking, we heard someone yell out their window "BE QUIET" and i'm thinking this is pretty curious because someone's yelling at us in english, so i go "why?" and get yelled back "because i'm trying to sleep" i'm just like, "oh, sorry"...yeah, for some reason that was really humorous to me...

so anyways we were all walking in one direction where me and jackie had no idea where we were (we took a cab to get there and followed this dude who said he ususally has know idea where he is but gets "gravitationally pulled" to where he wants to go) and then me and jackie decided to go pee in a hideyhole in the calle (where we also got yelled at "debes tener verguenza!") and when we came out the guys had split in all directions and were leaving us...we thought if we just kept going the direction we were going we would get somewhere, but that ended in a dead end...so we were completely disoriented, had no idea where even the bar was that we were at and we're basically lost like crazy...it sucked...so we walked for a while until we found a road that there were any cars on and caught a cab...of course as soon as we got in the cab we realized where we were..but damn...who the hell ditches girls in the middle of the calle with no directions whatsoever...that was pretty fucked..that's when me and j decided that some of these people really aren't as cool as they play themselves off to be...asses

so yeah..then the real shit went down...after the cabbie dropped off jackie, i was telling him about how those dudes ditched us and he's like que malo, whatever...and then he goes.."estas muy gorda si? comes muchas hamburguesas? si?" and he just kept saying that..i was so fucking pissed i didn't even know what to say!! how fucking rude you ass! who says that? i know he doesn't work for tips or anything but that doen't mean that it's ok for him to call me fat damnit!

so as you can imagine..i'm pretty heated right now..and to top it off i'm sick..bleah...

Pantaloons

so, yesterday the spanish man that is trying to gett into annies pannies told me that europeans think that americans can't drink cuz they just pound booze until they're drunk and then when they're drunk they're obnoxious and belligerent and the women are easy and we have too many gangs and solve everything with guns...so that's when i pulled out my gat and told him what's what

i guess it's kinda lame that people think such crap about us...and it's really apparent alot of times too, people peg us as americans instantly and definitely have all these ideas of us formed in their heads before they even hear us speak a word. like the other day i was walking with some friends and i guess these spanish dudes heard us talking cuz they kept yelling at us "oh my god! oh my god!" it was pretty funny..but then again it just shows that people here think we're really ditzy...which i dont get because there is so much american influence here, so many people are trying to be like us, so how can they say that we're dumb and obnoxious and what not....i guess the real problem here is the fact that american's perpetuate these stereotypes...in some cases this is somewhat unconsciously, but it still happens..

i dont know i guess there are just certain mannuerisms that leave us giving off the dumb vibe...it's like, in america its perfectly normal for a girl to just be like "i dunno!" when we don't understand something or need help with something, here people just look at us like we're complete idiots...and i'm sorry if we like to get trashed all the time...but it's fucking fun...being completely crunked is what being an american is all about...europeans need to grasp that shit! fuck..i love america...land where i'm free to get as drunk as i damn well please...here i can't even maintain a serious buzz for more than an hour...i'm like hello? where's the high gravity beer...why does my first drink burn itself off before i even get the chance to have a second one...i'm serious...it's been almost three weeks and i've gone out everynight for at least three quarters of that time...and i haven't even been actually drunk the entire time...they told us we would be out all night partying which we are..but where's the fun if you don't even get to be belig all over the place...not to mention the fact that i'm just pouring money down the drain to not get wasted and no men even buy me drinks!

ok enough ranting...it is actually pretty fun to be able to remember all that happened the night before and not waking up with a hangover...oh..and not barfing's always good too

mmm cookies

now that i find myself in a new place i'm not quite sure what to do with myself...everything here costs money, it's all in the damn expensive euro and i can't work while i'm here...so me and my roommate have been perpetuating eachother's anti-social behaviors by sitting in our room and going online for inappropriate amounts of time...we keep asking our host sisters what there is to do around here and they keep saying mucho mucho, nececitais explorar la ciudad!

luckily, we found some spainish friends with a car very recently (one is very cute, actually they're all pretty cute, but...one in particular) and we're definitely gonna make them drive us around all the time.

but still i can't escape the feeling that i can't really get the most out of this experience without money...what a pain in the ass...yesterday this guy at a bar was hitting on me hardcore..i mean hardcore..he wasn't that cute but i thought "hey, maybe i can get a free drink out of this"..but when i asked him to buy me a drink he got kind of huffy and said no! what the hell is up with that...fuckin spaniards and their non woo-ing ways...lame...oh yeah, did i mention that the men here are all freakin metrosexual? they dress up like mad to go to clubs and huddle in little groups like chicks and dance together! apparently they don't buy girls drinks and they are intimidating to approach and it's pretty lame...i don't understand how i'm supposed to find a sexy spanish man to teach me his language of love if they all halfway gay...

I have discovered the old world

Soooooo...where to begin...i'm here to write about my great adventure...which so far has been pretty great...i guess i'll just start with coming over here

the flight itself wasn't that grueling, in fact it passed by rather quickly and uneventfull which is never the case when i fly...the real drama actually happened when me and jackie got to madrid and decided to follow through with our plan to take the metro from the madrid airport to the madrid trainstation...bad idea, especially considering the fact that we were both carrying about 70 pounds worth of crap which we had to lug up and down endless stairways and get off and on at at least four different metro stops...by the time we finally got on the damn train i was so exhausted that i passed out instantly in my seat...i didn't even get to see any of the spanish country side..whatever...that was horrible..we're getting a cab next time

so the first day i got here was mainly spent unpacking, sleeping and eating...it was pretty uneventful, but the day after that we had our orientation at the school...immediately i could tell that the group of kids in my program all seem really cool and laid back and easy to get along with..all of them were really friendly and approachable and we were all really excited to be there...not only that but everyone was working on plans to go out and party that night..woo hoo, i love these peeps already!

soo, blah blah blah, i got a cell phone, i checked out my class schedule, met some kids and we all made plans to meet back at the school to go out that night...about a million kids showed up and we were in the hugest group ever...we started walking vaguely hoping to find a place called aqua that supposedly had bikini-clad gals swimming around in a tank...but as we walked we passed bars and pretty much at each bar our numbers got smaller...i guess some of us were more ambitious than others because we treked on and on until there was only a faithful six of us...me, ron, sydney, leilani, jackie (who's roommate ditched her, taking the keys to their place with her) and my roommate annie (who didn't really want to go on...but i convinced). we never ended up getting to aqua, but we did got to several other places instead, enjoying drinks and finally ending up back at one of the first bars where we started losing people, we got to see a fair amount of the city and we got to know eachother all a little better, it was f-ing sweet if i do say so myself....btw..jackie slept in the park that night(she is now officially a bum)

and now...wowo...i have done alot of other shit since then already, considering that that was two weeks ago...i don't know if i can even really get into what else i have been doing...

let's see, my classes have been pretty cool...every monday and wednesday i have three classes in the morning which are long as hell, pretty interesting, but too long and early to be enjoyable...then i go home for lunch everyday at 2:30 (the normal spanish time for lunch..they eat at wierd times)then i go back at 5 (after siesta) for my last class, spanish, which i love, it's really the only one that's much worth my time at this point cuz i've really been learning alot...then i kind of wander around or maybe go get tapas with jackie and then i have dinner at 9...after dinner i usually relax and get ready and then go out at about 11:30 or midnight(most bars don't even get hoppin until at least two!) so then i party and drink which costs me an assload and come home at like four in the morning with my feet and legs burning and passout hardcore...

did i mention that the school is almost a half an hour away from my house, so i end up walking a minimum of two hours on school days! i have been walking non-stop since i've been here(i've probably walked more in the last two weeks than i have in the last two years), but i still cant help thinking that i'll probably gain weight anyways...the meals that we have are usually really huge, especially at lunch where there's often more than two courses and our senora force feeds us fruit down our throats(me and annie have been getting better at asking for less food tho)...the lunch food is really really yummy (she makes everything with fresh ingredients) but the wierd eating schedules leaves me wanting to snack between meals hardcore especially since i'm always with jackie who just has to eat every few hours, so we always get tapas (little dishes) at like six even tho there's no where that has kitchens open at that time (wierd) we usually end up getting cold tapas if we can find anywhere with food (potato salad, and crap like that)...so then by dinner, which for some reason is often way gross and largely consisting of pizza and hot dogs, i'm not that hungry (which is lucky i guess cuz a person can only eat so much hot dog-pizza)..but then when i go out till four a.m. i get hungry again and there isn't anything very substantial left in my stomach...lame...but anyways, i've been doing crunches everyday before lunch which will hopefull help with my fat crisis, maybe all the crazy walking will help too

sooo...i miss my mom, i miss a comfortable bed, i miss being in a house where i can use as much toilet paper as i want, i miss house parties, i miss my friends, I MISS WEED, and i miss guys that really mean it when they say they don't know how to dance

i hate the euro and i hate that everything costs money

but i love the time table here, i love my new puppy diego (even tho he barfed on my foot), i love tinto verano(wine + fanta), i love tapas, i love being in a new place and discovering new things, i love smoking wherever i want, i love having my meals prepared for me everyday(unless it's hotdogs and pizza), i love meeting hot spanish men, and i love partying all night long and sleeping all day

New Blog

Hello, just getting this whole thing started, thought i should start off with a little intro blog....just to get things started...Some know me as Irena some know me as Eve...either way this is my blog...i should start actually blogging within the next couple of days...