Archive for May, 2008

Studying Abroad in Madrid: May 9th

We woke up to a beautiful breakfast buffet. And I only say beautiful because it is the last time I will ever have to eat a moldy orange for breakfast ever again. I packed the last the of my bags and only pocketed the most special of Emi’s valuables. Just a keepsake to remember her. And finally I folded my bed up one last time. I have been sleeping on a...

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Studying Abroad in Madrid: May 8th

I woke up in disbelief. This was my last day in Madrid. And I could still only slightly communicate in Spanish. The nostalgia really hit and I ran my fingers over everything in the room. This would be my last time sleeping on this bed, the last time Facebooking at this desk, the last time touching Gena while she slept. I went in to eat my breakfast. It was...

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Studying Abroad in Madrid: May 7th

We were sitting at dinner having the usual dinner time conversation, chatting away about the weather, our tests, Emi’s paintings. Your basic second-grade Spanish vocabulary flying around the table. I zoned out and started thinking about what foods I wanted to tell my mom to make when I arrived home. I was constructing a three-week detailed menu when all...

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Studying Abroad in Madrid: May 6th

I’ve finished all my papers and taken all my exams and I was absolutely, positively bored to death. I had just assumed that everyone else was on my schedule and they would be available to entertain me all day. Instead all my calls went unanswered and I was left twiddling my thumbs in Madrid all day. I couldn’t think of anything I wanted to do alone....

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Studying Abroad in Madrid: May 5th

I went into the computer lab to print out all my various papers and whatever I was supposed to turn in for my classes. The lab was sweltering and I sweat more in there than I ever have in my whole life. I could barely  put commas in my paper due to the intensive fanning off of myself that I had to with all my notebooks. Everything was sticky and my fingers...

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Studying Abroad in Madrid: May 4th

I woke up and prayed for death. I don’t think my body will ever recover from the weekend that I just put it through. The thought of getting out of my bed made me nauseous and I made the usual pledge to myself to never drink again. I can no longer remember what it feels like to wake up and want to go on living. I spent thirty minutes just lying in bed trying...

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Studying Abroad in Madrid: May 3rd

Because I wanted to make sure that any efforts I made at studying were pointless, I packed up my books and headed to Retiro. I was shocked and appalled when I got there. Everyone who was already there was actually studying. Like not talking to other people, highlighters out, studying. I couldn’t fathom how they were getting any work done. So I sat down...

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Studying Abroad in Madrid: May 2nd

I think one of the warning signs of alcoholism is being unable to attend public events without drinking. That’s the only reason I can explain why we thought it was appropriate to tailgate for bullfighting. We met up in Sol and took so long deciding where we wanted to pregame that our only option was to buy something and bring it with us. Which was a totally...

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Studying Abroad in Madrid: May 1st

Tomorrow was the Spanish Independence Day. But because it’s Spain and they hate to work, they give themselves Independence Day and the day before Independence Day off. So everything was closed. I, alongside the rest of Madrid, went to Retiro park to do absolutely nothing. It was perfect. The only time I interrupted my laying out was when I wanted ice cream....

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