28 February, 2013

Rumble Rumble

Here is a first in Spain,

Thunder and Lightening. It is such a small part of our lives, but i have noticed the absence of the two wonders of nature.

Today it was raining all day without ceasing. Made me feel at home because Chattanooga has the habit of doing the whole rain thing all day as well, still at 11:00 pm it is still raining with the addition of the ever present rumbles and the flashes of magnificent light.

Rain Rain go a-way come again another day. This morning i did not want to get up. The classes today were pointless and i was correct. Nothing life changing happened today. I am pretty sure the world could have gotten along fine with me sleeping the day away.

Having friends 6-7 hrs behind me is a blessing and a curse. the blessing is that i dont have to interrupt my school time to talk to them, having split loyalties and all. But the curses come as well. When i am sleeping, that is the time when my friends can talk without having split loyalties. T

27 February, 2013

Believe it or not!

Hello folks!

So if you havent figured out a theme here, i shall out my plan. Since i havent posted since Christmas break i am going to try and post constantly until i loose my motivation, so hope and pray that said motivation stays with me!

Today has actually been productive! with the late night last night i figured as much, via the thought and proven theory that i am not as tired as i usually am if i stay up until one or two.

I woke up with the expectation of having waffles. YES waffles. The school cafeteria has sort of caught on to the fact that we need more than cereal and bread to survive until lunch, which is normally good and then dinner which is usually....not very tasteful. So i ate breakfast, no pasa nada and started the day off. Oh yea....and it started to rain, but thankfully it didnt turn out to be anything to worry about going to and from the dorm and the school.

It has been freezing up in this place the past couple of days. ah, pobrecita, right? I AM!! this whole winter ive been rocking flip flops and shorts, so winter has hit. yay! closed toed shoes and jackets for this girl. i am turning into a PANsy!

after school i accomplished homework and watched stuff on youtube. which actually fit well together and i was able to enjoy both!

26 February, 2013

Flamenco

Just doust me in a shower of flamenco and i will be fine.

The words of enamored chica that is in love with flamenco.

The passion that people put into the art is exceptional.

Singing, dancing, playing, and getting absorbed in the form of Spanish expression is part of the experience both as an acting member and as a member of the audience.

words cannot express the beauty that i witnessed this night/morning.

1. The "drummer"
      He was using the box looking thing for "drums". more natural sounds and a whole lot more in the "flamenco" mood. Im sure he was short, but it looked like he had beautiful hair (be ready for a lot of hair references). Seemed like the perfect hair for dreads. He was feeling the music, oh and i felt the beat, AY!

2. The Singers
     singer A: the epitome of the Spanish man. long dark curly hair, a bit short, but he had a lot of energy for the art.
     singer B: His  hair was luscious. It was tied back in a pony tail, and at first i thought he was a chick, but obviously he wasnt. He seemed to be the "main"singer. His voice was strong and passionate. Only a tiny bit more than the other singer.

3. The Guitarist
     i admired flamenco guitarists because i cannot do what they are doing. I cant play guitar at all...but they....i can listen to them and be ever amazed from minute to minute.

4. The Dancer
     i am taking flamenco next trimestere...that is all ;)

25 February, 2013

Happy Post!

I feel like i should follow up the previous post with something not as melancholy so i dont get eye brow raises. "Um...is Kari ok?" Yes, i am great! This year has changed my life and the ways i appreciate things that make my life...livable at home.

Great things has happened since i blogged in January. I have grown closer to more chicas that i have grown to treasure. Both for their wisdom/knowledge and their qualities as friends.

People back in the US who keep me sane, you are treasured, and i am so thankful for your friendship.  i love talking to people who i crave their responses.

although i dont talk to my parents as much as i would like to, the few times i do talk to them are tremendously special and i love them more than ever. You guys are the bestest!

To those who have opened my eyes to new things...you keep my life interesting!

about a week ago i explore Castellano with a couple of my friends. That seemed to be where Spain was hiding all of the hot spanish guys. We had a nice dinner and ice cream while looking in the stores for a quick bit. Rebajas are still going on, Rebajas are a sort of extended black friday lasting january and febuary. it is quite interesting to see all the prices marked off, but theyre still pretty high!

Lamby sends his salutations.
<3

if youre having a bad day, i wouldnt recommend this post

Nothing like blogging at 1037 at night :P i havent blogged in a while, and believe it or not, i have a good reason. Whether you would believe me or not is another question.

These couple of months have been the hardest and weirdest months that i have ever gone through, emotionally and mentally. Which in this case goes hand in hand.

Since Christmas break school has been sucking up my time like spongebob squarepants on a sunday afternoon. (see what i did there?). But, that is normal right? Yes, and no. School here is different, as i have stated before, but now more than ever i am embracing the "wait until its actually due" mentality here in Spain, although it is completely normal in the US to do, but i felt like i would change my ways since this is a new experience and all. Surprisingly though, when it wouldnt work in the US, it totally works here in Spain. The grading system is set up so basically all that counts are quiz and test grades with the occasional homework that is actually recorded in the grade log. School has a funny was of sucking you in so that you enjoy it, but the further you go the more lazy you get because of how "easy" and "routine" affects work. I am totally feeling that at this moment.

At the beginning of this year i told myself no TV shows, because they got in the way last year at SAU. I achieved that and i was very pleased with myself, until teachers decided to give us no homework and i discovered Doctor Who, Walking Dead, and another show. And of course the lovely invention of YouTube has made my sundays quite enjoyable but unproductive. The weird thing is...my work/grade will not suffer. It doesnt make sense, but its true, somehow. This mentality will greatly screw with next year when i have to buckle down and graduate. HAH yay....i see more blog posts about that in my future.

Keeping with the school theme. Southern decides to give students required work from a book they gave us (well we purchased it but...ya) and adding to all the homework and trips that we have to do requirements for, we have to think of differences between the two cultures, that i am content with noticing and telling everyone about when i get home.

Straying from the school topic i will elaborate on the emotion and mental toil that i talked about/

DISCLAIMER: sorry this is really negative, my experience here is wonderful, but with wonderfulness comes the storm clouds

I miss home. I admit it. I cannot stop thinking about being in the airplane on my way to New York and then DC and running through customs and dropping my bags and embracing my mommy and daddy like i havent seen them in years....because it has been close to a year. things to watch and do with friends and family runs through my head unceasingly. My mental state is in a frenzy, trying to enjoy and absorb spanish and the culture while missing my home country like CRAZY. 

Theres moments when im talking with my parents or close friends where a tear wells up in the thought that i havent seen them. and i wont see them anytime soon.

Once i say that i must say that there are 81 days left until i leave...not like anyone is counting/

What would i do for some freshly made kiss cookies and some LaPaz? im not sure...but its something fierce.

I have met some grand friends here. Who help me to keep my mind off home and keep me busy. I thank God for them and i wish i could thank them enough, but little conversations about the latest doctor who or white collar episode, or a random musical song comes up in conversation, those little things make time easier to swallow down the long tubes of days and months. Fellowship is one thing about this campus that makes it a fun place to be around, and then to escape as much as possible!

My grandma is not at her best right now, actually they both arent. This is where a portion of the emotional comes in. Obviously people dont live forever, but when i want to be with my mom while she goes through this hard time, i cant. The few times that we can skype are not enough, if the internet works. If the internet does not work, there is no point...no point. Being far away i assume is preparing me to live alone later in life. that is the only silver lining that i can find in this slice of the experience here.

There will be positive posts in the future, but i have to find time for those :p