intensly-intense

what is there to talk about? well what isn't there to talk about?
Semana Santa was absolutely amazing. if you want to know anything about the trip, just look at the facebook pictures, i think that will tell a better story than me boring you with the details of every waking moment. Lets just say we didn't waste daylight. we were up at 6 or 7 am most of the days and in bed by 2 or 3 am. i think this week i have been sleeping so much to recover from that.
All four of us are now pretty much best friends, because on the last night we had to share a hotel room with two beds for all 5 of us! but we made it work dont worry.

Shortly after coming back here in spain there have been some interesting bouts of weather. supposedly all week while we were soaking up rays, it was raining here. Which is really odd because barcelona has gotten more rain this year than the last 5 years. And today while we were waiting in line at the police station to get our visas renewed it hailed! thats right it hailed. then it immediatley turned sunny again. Not 2 hours later it was thundering and lightening in the sky with only partial clouds. so either the spring and winter are fighting or somewhere in the world there is going to be a typhoon. so watch out.

speaking of the police station. i went today for the second time to get my spanish ID and my visa renewed. me phillip and rosario were there at 8:00 am, meaning i had to get up at 6:45, and we waited until 2 pm. now i get to the counter, and the lady is almost done entering in all my info into the computer and she starts telling me something in catalan. so im just staring at her. then she calls this guy over to speak spanish to me ( because why on earth would a person living in barcelona SPAIN not speak spanish) he tells me i dont need an ID. because im only going to be in spain for a total of 4 months. and the IDs are for people who are going to be here for 6 or more months. so FORGET you all those people who told me i needed to get an ID- consualt-teacher at La Salle-shengen visa place- and director of the residence- YOU ALL OWE ME 3 HOURS OF SLEEP and OVER 14 HOURS OF MY LIFE BACK. ( because i had to do other stuff besides going to the police station)

now for a more exciting moment. i was in Zara spending money that i shouldnt be spending, and a guy cuts in line in front of me. im just staring at him like what the hell. he is really tall, and very well dressed. he also had a man bag. i just keep staring at him like move, and he moves out of the way but he happens to bump into me. i had my jacket on my arm and i had completley forgotten that i had my wallett in my coat pocket. well i guess my keychain or something was sticking out because he grabbed it. and i think he miscalculated the sheer size of it because i had a whole package of klenex in it and the wallett caught on my jacket and he dropped it. he tried to cover it up by dropping some clothes he was holding on top of it but i like instantly went lunatic. i have never been so mad in my life. little 110 lb me GRABBED this huge guys arm and pushed him out of the way, while giving him the look of death, i moved the clothes and grabbed my keys and stared at him like at any moment i could kill him. i was so angry i couldnt say anything but he managed to mumble out in broken english umm sorry i bumped into you, and ran out the door. i didnt even realize what had really happened until about 3 minutes later when my heart rate returned to normal. so moral of the story is, keychains suck and always overstuff your wallett with klenexes.

sorry no pictures but im going to go to the grocery store now and workout for like 20 mins before dinner.
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