Hola a todos!
I promise I’m still alive. I’ve finished all my exams and have just gotten home from a vacation in the North. (Pics soon to come).
So far I’ve passed 1 class, and I’m waiting to hear on the other 4.
I’m really hungry right now.
I finally went to my first outdoor disco, it was awesome.
- Having no worries
- Just hanging out
- Not doing anything
Well I wake up in the morning feeling like P.Diddy … (bromas! Hopefully you all caught on to the song reference)
Lately I’ve been waking up at 8:30am for no reason. I blame it on Pablo the bird who likes to sit on my window and whose family lives in the air conditioning box thing in my wall. After that I tend to sit on the comp at the kitchen table, proceed to get ready and then head out to study at a library or at my program’s center.
Once there I end up getting hungry around 1 or 2pm so I eat a bocadillo or go downstairs and buy a Kebob (chicken sandwich in pita bread = God’s gift to mankind). After this I move to a different library.
Around 7pm I want to eat my brains out I’ve been working too hard so then I get an adult beverage with friends and hang out until around 9pm or so and return home for dinner. After dinner which is anywhere from 9:30pm – 10:30pm, I take an ice cold shower so that I can cool off. For the rest fo my night I either: get on fb, do work, read harry potter, or go out.
I pretty much lead the worlds most exciting life.
- no class
- hanging with friends in plazas
- planning vacations
- friends not having money on their pay phones
- hostel’s already being booked
- forgetting my highlighters at home so I’m stuck writing this very boring blog post
*I was inspired to write this while my two friends played their guitars and sang by the river, each of us drinking some Cruzcampo
I feel like my life is:
- 87.9% bull shit
- 0.1% agony
- 12.0% pure bliss
Which equates to two things:
- I lead a pretty awesome life
- There are a lot of things I can do to lead a more purpose driven life
I spent the last two days fixating and agonizing over a test that really in the grad scheme of life means nothing. But I guess that’s a testament to my character. It’s both a positive and a negative or a rose and a thron if you must.
- Rose: The little things matter to me. Such as picking out a t-shirt for you in your favorite color or taking the time to collage/make you the perfect birthday card.
- Thorn: At the same time because the smallest things give me abnormal amounts of anxiety. Such as if I remembered to close the garage door while on centre ave. and I don’t remember so I turn all the way around to close it only to realize that in fact I remembered to close it and that I’ve never forgotten to close it before in my life. Also, another example is that if I’m studying and I decide my eyebrows are too bushy I will proceed to pluck them until they are too thin just so I can go back to studying. (Note: this is an awful idea, and I do not recommend it.)
While I need to cut this bull shit out of my life, I don’t want to lose what makes me, well Katie. However, sitting here and writing this makes me realize that what is causing this stress is the inability to even remember my childhood dreams, and the doubt I have for my future. I don’t want to spend the rest of my adulthood at something I don’t love. And I know, I shouldn’t be focusing on this while I’m in Spain. But watching my two friends write music and talk about how they are going to pursue this dream of theirs after college, makes me worried that I’ve already given up on mine.
I don’t know when we tell kids that their dreams are impossible or silly. I feel like once you get in high school and they tell you that what you are learning will give you practical skills for your future, they just cut all of your hopes out of you. It gets even worse in college, when they start expecting you to want to make loads of money in your life time, over doing something that will give you tons of happiness.
To all the newly graduated and to all the other kids just trying to figure out our dreams, I say screw it. Just remember what makes you happy, and try to incorporate that into your career. Don’t stress on what is practical or achievable. Where is the fun in that?
- Talking about life with friends
- Listening to really good poetry
- Skyping my mom in 2 hours
- Wandering and not knowing if you’re doing the right thing
- Dream killers
Here are some of the life lessons I’ve learned in Sevilla that I want my children to know.
1. First impressions are important, but the second encounter is even more important.
- Everyone needs a firm handshake, great table manners, and the ability to small chat and network. While we stress the importance of the first impression, I think we should really stress the importance of the second impression, or the third or fourth. These are the impressions where you really get to know the content of someone’s character. First off, not everyone makes the best impression. Some of us are introverts and shy away from large groups; while others of us don’t have an opinion/ lack of information on the subject matter of the conversation so we stand on the fringe of the group looking awkward. Secondly, the person might just be having a bad day and thus in an instant you gather the wrong opinion about them. I like to say that 83.3% of the time my first impressions are correct, but I also tend to be more of an observer when it comes to first meeting someone. I gather my opinion on you, based on the way you treat and talk about others. However, I will say that I have been pleasantly surprised. I guess I want them to know to trust their gut (just like Colbert), but be willing to change their opinion.
2. Whatever you say about someone else, they are saying something even worse about you.
- Being a girl can be rough, even in college people will still gossip. People you think you can trust will tell your personal information to people who you would never share this information to. 1. I want my children to be like a girl in my program, who has never uttered a negative word about anyone. I want them to keep their opinions to themselves, and not be like their hot-headed mother. 2. I don’t want them to let gossip get to them, the way it bothers me. My friend and I discussed this last night and she said, “I think the best way to think about it though is to not take anything too seriously, it really doesn’t matter what people say anyway, and think of it as flattering that they want to pay attention to your life… it means its more interesting than theirs!” I love the optimism.
3. It’s not about being the most popular
- It’s not about being the most well liked, it about being like by everyone. It’s not about being everyone’s best friend, it’s about having everyone only think nice things about you. It’s about showing everyone respect, and getting that respect back. I struggle with the thought of people not liking me. I think everyone does. While they may not like you, they probably just don’t know you.
4. Learn to say yes more
- You miss out on so many experiences by saying no. Being cautious is good, but learning to be adventurous is even better.
5. Listen to your Mother … or should I say Grandmother
- I should let the world know that my mom is the wisest woman on the planet. Yes that is right, the planet. She has taught me not only the basics like bunny-ear tying my shoes, how to make chicken noodle soup, but she has also built the building blocks of my character. I discovered this when talking to a girl on my program about why/how I could be so disciplined with my work. Even when it wasn’t exam time, I was staying in and doing my homework. This to a lot of people here is strange because all they want to do is go out. I have a good work ethic because my mother instilled in me the phrase “Be disciplined, you must be disciplined.” This plays over and over in my head when I start slacking off. More than just my work ethic she has taught me that killing someone with kindness and good manners are always the way to go. I hope that I can one day guide my children to have a great character just like my mother.
6. Nothing is handed to you, you must work for it.
- I come from an instant gratification generation, where we feel entitled to just about everything. What I have learned about Michigan, is that you have to work for everything. Yes, there are some students whose parents have connections just about everywhere. But what feels better in a job interview saying “oh my dad’s friend helped me” or “I reached out to them on my own.” I’ve never believed in short cuts. I’ve been blessed with a mother in business, who can look over my resume and cover letter for me, and can help me practice for my interviews. But all of the footwork I do on my own. I want my children to work hard for the things they want, because it is so much more rewarding when you do it on your own.
7. Life isn’t fair, stop whining this isn’t a new revelation.
- I’ve never known life to be fair. For example, I applied for a job at my University but they were looking at work-study students first (those who get scholarship but they need to work for a university department). Even though I was very qualified for the job, I knew I wasn’t going to get it. Someone asked me if that made me upset, that someone possibly less qualified would be getting the job over me. In all honesty I didn’t mind too much. Someone less qualified than you, will always seem to get things handed to them. You can’t let this get you down, you just have to keep working your way through it.
8. YOLO (you only life once)
- Do what you love. Don’t forget about your childhood dreams. In America, anything is achievable.
- Almost finishing exams
- Cool weather
- The apartment to myself
- 14 more days of work
- The heat
HOLA A TODOS!
Last time I posted, I told you I went to Malaga it was a great beach vacation. But in all honesty, I didn’t really get to explore the city. I look forward to seeing more with my family.
Right now in Sevilla there is a protest over the rising cost of tuition and the cut to education resources from the Government. (Did you know the occupy wallstreet campaign started in Madrid?) Well recently, Sevillanas celebrated the 1 year anniversary of the event. The entire school system is on strike and so the last 2 weeks of classes have been cancelled … but we still have classes. I understand that the students are trying to prove a point, but it is not beneficial to their studies. I feel bad for them though. I’m glad to be going back to American University soon. As much ad the cost of tuition kills me, at least it is more organized.
Sorry for the short post, but I very busy with my upcoming exams. After next week (my hell week), I will have plenty of time to write. I keep taking hiatuses because I feel like I don’t really have a lot to say and I don’t want to bore all of you. My life is a routine right now of Studying, trying to avoid the heat, and sleeping. REALLY EXCITING I KNOW! I miss you all!
- No class
- More time to study
- The weather has cooled down
- Libraries not being open on Saturday nights or Sundays
- No class = more time to procrastinate
- Not accomplishing as much as I want to
The weather here is already getting ridiculously HOT here! Without any warning or gradual change this is my life from here on out.
What have I gotten myself into??
- Making people at home jealous
- Finished with Classes for the week
- Going to Malaga for the weekend!
- Sweating while sitting in class
- Sweating while walking slowly
- Spending money on the tram because it has air conditioning
- Smelling bad
I miss my cat, Gracyn. She is the best thing that has happened to my life (ok that is an exaggeration … sort of). We haven’t gone this long apart, and it is making me go
a little CRAZY!
Reasons why Gracyn is aweeeeeeeeeesome:
- She plays fetch
- She comes when she is called
- She understands Spanish
- She loves being the center of attention
- She only cuddles with me (and my mom)
- She hates boys (it’s hilarious)
- She watches you leave and come home every day
- She meows a lot
- She only throws up when she is sick
- She is spunky and has a personality
- She is beautiful
- She sleeps on the pillow right next to me every night, and will wait for me to go to bed
Reasons why I can spend time away from her:
- Her poop smells awful
- All of my clothes permanently have white hair on them (I’m still finding Gracyn hairs!
Let me tell you a brief story about how we got Gracyn: Our cat of 16 years (Spooky) died of old age. It was devastating, and left our house feeling empty. After finally convincing my mom to get a kitten (I had to beg for this but alas got my way), I went to petfinders.com at 11pm instead of doing my history homework. We knew we wanted a white kitten (our last one was black, and having it look the same would be too sad). I had tabbed a few kittens, but when I saw Gracyn I had to have her. She was the cutest thing I had ever seen in my life. I immediately wrote the humane society essays I needed to write, and while it usually takes time to hear back from them they called my mom at 9am sharp and said that our essay was the best essay they had ever received. My mom laughed and said that I had written it (she knows how cheesy my writing can be).
So finally we had a meeting date with her foster family. It turns out she was super small and was given to the humane society because the family kept letting their cats breed. She was super playful and kept trying to climb the stairs even though she couldn’t get down them. We said goodbye and hoped to pick her up soon. That didn’t happen. Cats have to weigh a certain amount before they can be fixed (it’s a rule for adopting an animal), we had to wait another week. To this I balled my eyes out. I thought she would be this gigantic animal by the time I got her. Well I was worried for nothing. She was cute and perfect (she still is!) And to this day she is still a favorite feature of the house. Guests love her. (I swear my Grandma loves the cat more than any of us though)
Sorry for the crazy cat lady post!!! I just really need to hang out with a pet.
- I’m crazy and ok with it
- Having unconditional love
- Lint brushes
- Pet hair
- Missing Gracyn