Hello everybody!
I hope everyone is well. I haven’t written much because not a lot out of the ordinary has happened since my mom left two weeks ago. I really enjoyed having her in Spain with me. It was like a quick recharge from home which left me happy and calmed. However, as the time has continued, the stress of school has once again began to plague me. My mood was lighted astronomically with my exam school for my literature class: 9,1! I was almost a perfect score. This was only able to happen because I asked my professor to meet with me and talk me through everything, which I did again today in preparation for the next exam on the coming Friday.
I took an online exam last night for my history class. I got a 2 out of something? I’m not honestly sure. It’s 20 questions, but the instructions say it’s only a maximum of 10 points? So I know I didn’t do well, but I don’t really know how terribly I did. It’s just hard, because it’s 20 questions, 30-minute time limit, and multiple choices, in Spanish. Which means I am translating the question and all the answers before I can even get to the actual question and answers. It’s frustrating because on one thing, I will actually do well, then the next second I am failing again.
It’s a major shift from the United States, something I don’t think I would ever get used too. In the United States I’m a double major with a newly added minor (Art History!), and on Dean’s List. So continually doing terrible and having to cope with that is something I am still learning.
I hope everyone is well. I haven’t written much because not a lot out of the ordinary has happened since my mom left two weeks ago. I really enjoyed having her in Spain with me. It was like a quick recharge from home which left me happy and calmed. However, as the time has continued, the stress of school has once again began to plague me. My mood was lighted astronomically with my exam school for my literature class: 9,1! I was almost a perfect score. This was only able to happen because I asked my professor to meet with me and talk me through everything, which I did again today in preparation for the next exam on the coming Friday.
I took an online exam last night for my history class. I got a 2 out of something? I’m not honestly sure. It’s 20 questions, but the instructions say it’s only a maximum of 10 points? So I know I didn’t do well, but I don’t really know how terribly I did. It’s just hard, because it’s 20 questions, 30-minute time limit, and multiple choices, in Spanish. Which means I am translating the question and all the answers before I can even get to the actual question and answers. It’s frustrating because on one thing, I will actually do well, then the next second I am failing again.
It’s a major shift from the United States, something I don’t think I would ever get used too. In the United States I’m a double major with a newly added minor (Art History!), and on Dean’s List. So continually doing terrible and having to cope with that is something I am still learning.
On an up note, my German friend Lisa and I are going surfing next weekend! I am incredibly excited to learn how to surf. My boyfriend, Bailey, is also visiting for two weeks in May, and I couldn’t be happier.
Something in Spain I have noticed is how much confidence I have in my style and in my body. I love getting dressed in the morning, and pairing pants and shirts with scarves and glittering makeup. I would maybe try to look presentable for class one every two weeks or so in the US. Here, because the culture is more dressy and uptight about how you look, I am being forced to look put together every day. And I have found myself really enjoying it. Don’t get me wrong, there are days I wish I could throw on a R-MC hoodie and leggings and roll up to class, but I also appreciate the effort people put into their appearance here. Consequently, I am taking more selfies ;)
Last weekend I went to the International Fair at Fuengirola. It’s every year from April 29 to May 2. I went on Sunday, and had a blast! I took Cercanías, which is the Málaga light rail system. It cost me 7,20€ to take a 30 minute ride there and back. The whole fairground is full of permanent buildings for each country that is represented. There was quite a few south and central American countries, but I by far enjoyed Belgium, Norway, The United States, and Germany the best. In the Belgian booth, there were men dressed in all white with nightmare inducing masks who would hit you with balloons, and then throw confetti on you. In Norway, they had a salmon burger that I was too full to try, and the German booth had wonderful sausage and men playing tubas! The American booth could have just been renamed the Texas booth. It had Budweiser, fried chicken, and fries. There were people doing Texas two-step, and giant American flags everywhere. When I talked to the Americans, I found that they all had British accents! I was the only authentic American! So that was incredibly amusing.
But that’s about it. I’ve been cooking a lot recently, and have been using the ‘cooking playlist’ on Spotify. I highly recommend it. :D
Something in Spain I have noticed is how much confidence I have in my style and in my body. I love getting dressed in the morning, and pairing pants and shirts with scarves and glittering makeup. I would maybe try to look presentable for class one every two weeks or so in the US. Here, because the culture is more dressy and uptight about how you look, I am being forced to look put together every day. And I have found myself really enjoying it. Don’t get me wrong, there are days I wish I could throw on a R-MC hoodie and leggings and roll up to class, but I also appreciate the effort people put into their appearance here. Consequently, I am taking more selfies ;)
Last weekend I went to the International Fair at Fuengirola. It’s every year from April 29 to May 2. I went on Sunday, and had a blast! I took Cercanías, which is the Málaga light rail system. It cost me 7,20€ to take a 30 minute ride there and back. The whole fairground is full of permanent buildings for each country that is represented. There was quite a few south and central American countries, but I by far enjoyed Belgium, Norway, The United States, and Germany the best. In the Belgian booth, there were men dressed in all white with nightmare inducing masks who would hit you with balloons, and then throw confetti on you. In Norway, they had a salmon burger that I was too full to try, and the German booth had wonderful sausage and men playing tubas! The American booth could have just been renamed the Texas booth. It had Budweiser, fried chicken, and fries. There were people doing Texas two-step, and giant American flags everywhere. When I talked to the Americans, I found that they all had British accents! I was the only authentic American! So that was incredibly amusing.
But that’s about it. I’ve been cooking a lot recently, and have been using the ‘cooking playlist’ on Spotify. I highly recommend it. :D