Monday, November 26, 2012

Dreams and Reality...

where do they begin and where do they end?

So lately my dreams have been so vivid and real that I worry that sometimes they are an alternate reality. Cue spooky music. I have been revisiting previous scenarios of previous dreams. These are not reoccurring dreams, these are constructions of scenes that I have made in the past and I am continuing now. It's kind of like when you're playing the Sims and then you have to stop for a week. When you come back all of your sims are dead or dying and the time just kept moving. That's what has been going inside my head! I just pick up right where I left off. It's been really weird.

Last night I revisited one of my previous dreams, where I made a different version of the OU campus. Kate and I were living in this yellow house with 4 apartments in it. I had throat cancer. I had a tumor in my throat that I could feel from the outside of my neck. I had it checked out and it was proven to be cancerous and metastasized to other parts of my body. My doctor sent me to a living with cancer support group. This is also one of those weird instances where my dream covers a time span of days. We would sit in a pretty bleak conference room and just talk about how much we hated cancer every thursday. I was struggling with severe depression and alienating myself from everyone.

The main part of my dream took place the night before my major surgery to take out the tumor in my throat. I walked around campus all day just trying to figure out how this could happen to me. The day was bright and sunny in contrast to my superiorly dark mood. I walked to the cafeteria to ask my friend Shahn what he would do as a doctor. He ignored me! This also did not help my mood. Kate like a good friend made sure that people left me alone and even distracted a few of them. I went to the Thursday night cancer group and in efforts to brighten my mood hosted a scavenger hunt to distract me from my impending surgery. It did, I was so happy and totally forgot about everything!

Until I was on the operating table and the gas mask was rapidly approaching my face, that's when I woke up.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

La tee doo!

I don't have anything to say in particular, but I also have nothing to do. My life in a nutshell currently:

1. I have been extremely delinquent towards my diet and kind of wish someone would just slap me and tell me to get my act together!

2. As Kate points out almost everyday, I am a hot mess. My life in general is just hot mess like. I don't do my homework until I absolutely have to. I never read for my classes and I still get A's on my written responses to the readings. Love life.... well I'm not getting into that. My dreams are still crazy, which is the main reason I haven't posted in a while. Let's just say one of my most recent dreams involved me snorting cocaine. I cannot seem to keep my car out of the shop. I'm either all guns blazing or hibernating grizzly bear. I have times were shaking my booty could cure cancer and I have times that sleeping rules my life. I have this new strong belief in horoscopes and I think they apply to my daily life. I just feel like half of my brain left my head and was replaced with bubbles. Yes, bubbles! Where is the part of my head that keeps me concreted to this Earth? If you find it, most of you know where to find me!

3. I also have had this kind of morbid thought running around in my head for quite a while now.  Why do we wait to say the things we love most about a person until they die and we have to speak at the funeral? I don't know! Ever since this thought I try to love everything about a person. Not that I didn't try to do this already, but I feel an extra need to demonstrate that I love them. I just want all my friends and family to know:
             You're not dying anytime soon because I say so!
              I will not withhold my favorite parts about each of you because you deserve to know each and every day of your life!
              To be even more cheesy, you are BEAUTIFUL in every single way!
               (sorry guys I couldn't help it!)

I have been feeling pretty nostalgic lately and in a general mood of giddiness!

Stay silly!


Current song that puts a smile on my face:
She don't know she's beautiful by Sammy Kershaw

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Trapped

My dream started as a typical day headed to the mall to meet some friends to go shopping for a day. Typical right? WRONG!

We met up inside the mall and weren't really finding what we were looking for in the shops, so we headed to the next department store. As soon as we enter the department store we become separated, I don't know how but in the next chunk of the dream I was alone. I start wondering around this new world, because I had no idea where I was. I started to head towards this giant arena where most of the people in this world were headed. As I made my way through the giant parking lot, almost to the arena when I heard people screaming and running. I quickly looked around to gauge my surroundings and everyone was yelling they're changing us, they're taking over. Well that didn't sound good, so I started to book it as well! I started looking for anyone who was getting into a car so I could hitch a ride with them. No one was willing to accept me. I kept running from car to car with a pleading look on my face, but no one would even look at me. At this point the bad guys from the arena were making there way out to catch any runners. I knew I needed to move fast or I would become a drone like they made everyone else. At last I run into a hispanic couple and thank God I can speak Spanish because I pleaded with them in Spanish and they finally let me into their car. As we start speeding away through the parking lot, one of the bad guys stops us and injects us with either a blue or orange serum. I didn't know what they did yet because I got away. I ran like hell, I didn't want to see the affects of the serums.

I ran to the nearest gas station and met someone along the way. We decided to join forces and hide from the bad guys. If you're wondering why I always refer to them as the bad guys, it's because I don't quite remember what we called them in the dream. The bad guys looked completely normal and completely human, which made it scarier because you couldn't really tell who was good and who was bad. The only way you could tell was by their sinister eyes that just looked like there were up to no good. I got the most random assortment of things at the gas station. When I went to check out, the currency had changed in the land. The cheapest of items cost somewhere in the thousands of dollars. I had to act like I was injected in order to get out of this gas station alive. However, when I left to meet up with my new partner in crime, he was gone and some guy quickly injected me with the orange serum, which knocked me out.

When I woke up I wasn't myself, except I was kind of myself. The bad guys had placed me in a house near some others houses. In the other houses other people were injected as well and living their own lives. The serum made you feel like you wanted to live in a perfect world and that you had to be perfect. I couldn't stop smiling, my neighbors were friendly, and outside was the best place to be. I knew that this wasn't the world though, but I couldn't express it. I was outside enjoying the weather and my neighbors one day, when a guy on a navy bicycle strode in. I knew something was wrong before it happened. He stopped in front of one of the nearby houses and threw these packets of syringes up to the second story. I was about to say stop, when I noticed all the non-serumed people leaning out of the second story to grab a syringe. These syringes contained the antidote for the serum, so we could resume our lives in the normal non-eutopian society. He threw some towards my other neighbors and myself. Somewhere my inner self told me to take the syringe and cure myself, even though it went against every fiber of the orange serum. I took it and the world returned to itself again.

I was back in the department store with a bunch of very confused recovered people. We were all wondering around this department store in order to figure out what to do. It was impossible to leave! Somehow all the doors had disappeared, so most of us just bunkered down and waited for the next incident. I lean up against this glass casing where a display of black leggings sat. I started laughing because that's what I was looking for the whole time, a good pair of black leggings. As soon as my hysterics settled the bad guys stormed the department store and started killing people. Left and right they are vaporizing people. One guy in particular came after me, as if I was the reason the whole serum thing fell through. I started running through the lingerie department, the cosmetics, and finally the shoes. Somehow I lost him or killed him. I found my two friends that I lost when we entered the department store and ran through the first doors we found. We had been in the mall for days, and when I got to my car I started to weep.

A few days later I was housesitting for a friend and of  course having a party! My friends house was huge with multiple wings and stuff. I started showing my friend one of the wings when he suggested we go to the mall. My jaw dropped and I woke up!

Yep, that's all folks. Anyone want to interpret that?

Monday, October 1, 2012

Grey's Assassin

All of the characters of Grey's Anatomy were students at my old high school and so was I. Callie and I were walking to class in the language arts building when some assassins came up from behind us and wrapped us up in burlap sacks. They started dragging us to some woods and we had to figure out how to escape. While they were dragging us, I said aloud,

"I CAN"T BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING AGAIN!!!!!!"

 Luckily, Arizona found us and snatched us away and started running back towards the senior building. We warned everyone of the crazy assassins that were out to get us. All of the grey's anatomy characters retreated back to a house to prepare for the oncoming assault.

We didn't have enough guns for everyone so I started arming people with knives and things to bludgeon people with. My parents were in the garage for the primary assault and my dad had some guns and I told him to suit me up. We didn't have much time so we started running back towards his gun safe.

There were already 3 people waiting for us in my parents closet (where the gun safe is) One of the assassins took out my dad pretty quickly and I was left alone with these three professional assassins. Somehow, I was also trained like Black Widow from the Avengers. I quickly knocked the assassins to their backs. Then I proceeded to beat them to a pulp and before they could get up I stabbed them all in the middle of their chests effectively puncturing their lungs. I start hyperventilating because I just killed three people.

I run out to join the rest of my people and we all get captured. We are in handcuffs heading to their headquarters which lies on the inside of a moat of molten lava. I am examining my surroundings when I wake up.

Monday, September 24, 2012

Experimenting!

So my neighbors have left a pile of emptied cardboard boxes outside of our apartments and in the walkway since July.... They are EMPTY BOXES that aren't that heavy to carry down to the dumpster!! WHY!?!??!?!

So the first experiment I ran definitely didn't work out like I planned. I decided to leave a bag of trash that I needed to take to the dumpster outside my apartment until they took down those boxes. I left it there almost a week until the contents of my trash bag started to reek something nasty! I gave in and took the trash to the dumpster, like a good neighbor!

Experiment two was a little more subtle! I had a smaller cardboard box that I needed to get out of my apartment. I decided to add it to the pile outside of my apartment to see if they would notice and/or unintentionally take out my box with their plethora of boxes. Tonight I walk up my stairs to my apartment and see that they have separated my box from theirs, placed it in front of my door, and left their boxes in place! Who goes through a pile of boxes to notice the one out of place box? I can't believe they placed it back in front of my door!

Who are these people and why won't they take down their boxes?

I have a feeling I might experiment more with this annoying situation!

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Theological Pondering

Hello dreamers, every now and then I break away from dreams and just self reflect. Sometimes I wish I was as eloquent as Kate and witty to boot, however I am plain old straight forward type like I would talk type of gal. (Ignore every single comma error in any of these sentences, if Kate can do it, so can you!)

This time I was hanging out in my apartment and I started getting paranoid that someone was in my apartment (this happens frequently). I shot up a prayer towards heaven to protect me. I stopped mid prayer and thought, a good majority of my friends are atheists, non-believers, agnostic, or indifferent. Here I am praying to a God that I am so sure exists, but my friends don't! Aren't christians supposed to hang out with other christians, but I prefer the company of non-believers. So my next prayer was something like this, "Hey God, is there a reason why you surround me with non-believers, can you give me a hint?" Yes, this is how I pray. I have a strong inkling that I am not supposed to change my friends beliefs or lack thereof. I don't think they need to change what they believe because even good christians are going to have fallbacks. Christian or not everyone has their flaws and beliefs don't change that! In my humble (most of the time inaccurate, but this time I think accurate) opinion, these people have been placed in my life to prove that accepting people and loving people is the best way to show your belief in God. I never understood christians who gave up on people or tried to change them, it didn't seem like what Jesus would do. Ya I did that. So I am choosing to interpret what Jesus would do by loving the people in my life and the future people I plan to meet!

Cheesy? Too religious for my readers? You know what? I don't really care, I just wanted to post about an interesting thought. That's what blogs are for aren't they?

Happy pondering!

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Wedding

I woke up so mad because I had a dream I married Jared. I was so mad because I am over it and dreams are supposed to reflect what you want, but I don't want to marry him! Here's the dream:

The dream starts with a really long and complicated dream about escaping the clutches of radically conservative Christian women and let me tell you those ladies were absolutely insane! The house we had to escape back to was really nice though! Anyway once I get back to the house it was time to plan the wedding. I wanted all of my friends to be able to come, but I also wanted to get married on a four day weekend off of school. The nearest one was labor day weekend, but that's way too soon it makes the most sense to me. However, not really much time to plan a wedding so we decide on OU/Texas weekend because most people we know aren't going. Then my dream skips ahead....

Jared and I are sitting waiting for the wedding to start and he's so happy and so am I! The preacher begins to say an opening prayer and Jared leans over and says something that I can't quite understand and I think he is trying to leave me at the alter. However, he's all smiles and I don't know why? Then he leans over and says

"I don't know how to do this!"

 I took my hand out of his and said "Are you saying you don't want to get married?"

He just chuckles and takes my reluctant hand back and explains "I don't know where I am supposed to be or go, I don't how to do this wedding thing." (yes I remember most of the dialogue.)

Then it all makes sense, he just needs instruction on the ceremony part of the wedding. So I smile back and tell him everything he needs to know using the program as a guide. Then it's my turn to go back and wait for my trip down the aisle! I go to get my dad so he can walk me down the aisle, but he says something about his knee hurting and asks and old friend Jessica to do it for him. I am slightly upset, but I just want to get married so I try to remain positive. I walk to the hall outside of the chapel where the flower girls are super cute and Paulina is waiting for instruction. Natalie wasn't able to make it for some reason, I think her flight was delayed. I ask Paulina to be my maid of honor and then we look behind us and see that Jared looks a little lost, so instead Paulina says she's going to help Jared out.

Then Jessica (my cousin not my escort) is running late and goes up to the preacher right before I am about to walk down the aisle. She delays the wedding and runs upstairs. I think it'll be just a short delay, but then I am waiting for 30 minutes! She finally comes running down the stairs again and says she needs five minutes to have a conversation with someone. I start yelling at her, I tell her,

"No you can't, this is MY wedding!  I didn't pull any of this shit when you got married because it was YOUR wedding but now it's MY turn and I WOULD NEVER DO THIS TO YOU!"

She just nods and heads into the chapel. By the time I head down the aisle they have a band of salsa dancers onstage performing while I walk down the aisle. Not really what I envisaged, but I just want to get married!

We finally get married and start the round of post wedding pictures which I get tired of pretty quickly! Jared and I steal away and find a room that we can sneak in a few kisses, which we do and then I wake up!

Now this is such a happy dream, but I didn't like it! I married my ex, who I don't care for anymore and he doesn't care for me! It made me so cranky when I woke up. I decided to get some answers. I sought the first website on my google search called dreammoods.com and this is what it said:

"To dream that you are getting married to your ex, suggests that you have accepted aspects of that relationship and learned from those past mistakes. Alternatively, it  means that a current relationship shares some commonality with your previous relationship with your ex. However, since you are aware of the similarities, you know not make those same mistakes."

This made me feel so much better! However, now I don't know what relationship my dream was referring to! Oh well! At least it means I'm not still in love with my ex! Now I can go about my day without being cranky! 

Happy sunday!


Saturday, September 8, 2012

Dream Quotes

“I find out a lot about myself by sleeping. Dreams, they are who I am when I’m too tired to be me.” 

“You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you.”


“I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart for so long. If we’re in each other’s dreams, we can be together all the time.”



“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” 



“Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.” 


“You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us. And the world will live as one.” 


“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” 


“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” 


“Hold fast to dreams,
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird,
That cannot fly.” 


“He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it.” 


“I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. And this is one: I'm going to tell it - but take care not to smile at any part of it.” 


“Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature's laws wrong, it learned to walk without having feet. Funny, it seems to by keeping it's dreams; it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else even cared.” 


“In dreams, we enter a world that's entirely our own.”


“You may tire of reality but you never tire of dreams.”


“Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.” 


“It’s strange how dreams get under your skin and give your heart a test for what’s real and what’s imaginary.” 


“Dreams are the touchstones of our characters.” 


“Dreams, if they're any good, are always a little bit crazy. ” 


“Dreams are illustrations...from the book your soul is writing about you.”


“What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if,when you awoke,you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?” 


“The best reason for having dreams is that in dreams no reasons are necessary.” 


“Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.” 


“Five minutes are enough to dream a whole life, that is how relative time is.” 


“I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul.”


“The sky is full of dreams, but you don't know how to fly.”


Bears and Fears!

I was visiting my aunt and uncle's farm because they were redoing their house and adjacent cabin. They needed my help because they didn't like their contractor and they couldn't communicate with him. I assured them that their contractor, Victor, was most likely a nice guy and someone just needed to give him a chance. I set out to find Victor and of course he was working on an unapproved project near the creek on the farm. I simple went up to him and just started talking to him normally and he was really wary of me. Come to find out, he was French and the reason he couldn't communicate is because he didn't want my aunt and uncle to know he was French. I told him that it doesn't matter if he's French, but he probably should stick to their ideas and if he had any additional ideas then he should bring it up with them first. After my honesty, Victor took a real shine to me! We hung out for the rest of the day, but around dusk I had to go home. I waved goodbye to everyone from the end of the driveway, turn around to leave, when a bear attacked me!  The bear left a huge gaping gash in the back, but instead of fighting back I just play dead and the bear leaves me alone, but he doesn't actually leave. The bear stands over me and just kind of chills. The last thing I see before I black out is Victor running towards the bear with some type of deadly weapon. When I regained consciousness in my dream I was emotionally scarred by the scar that the bear left on my back. I couldn't stop looking of the physical reminder of my bear attack.

That's when I wake up!

The next two dreams are fearful for their own reasons.

The first one, I was in the RV with my parents and Sam drinking and having a good time. Well someone tells us that we have to move, so dad starts driving wasted! He was doing just fine until a really good dance song comes on the radio and we all just start going crazy dancing. This lead to dad swerving between every lane on the road in a giant RV. Naturally, the cops pulled us over for potential drunk driving, but we can't stop immediately because there no shoulder or parking lot big enough for the RV. By the time dad was able to pull over the cop just didn't care anymore and let us off with a warning! We were so scared because we all thought we were going to jail!

The next dream was solely based on my own fears yesterday. For some reason I was really jumpy all day yesterday at my apartment. I even thought at some point that Kate came into my apartment while I was showering and just said hey girl. Ok so now onto my actual dream. The whole dream had an air of sketchiness to it and it was incredibly unnerving! It was really late at my apartment and Kate was coming home from the bars and starts yelling up to me at my apartment. I just laugh and go out to greet her and that's when I notice my alarm not working properly, but I don't pay much attention to it. As I was talking to Kate I noticed a my neighbor just chilling outside his apartment too just watching us. He went back into his apartment not long after Kate and I started talking. Kate said goodbye and turned around to leave when my downstairs neighbor started to have a seizure! Kate didn't really know what to do and I just said, "not again..." I had her call 911 while I locked my apartment and turned on the alarm. When I get downstairs Kate was helping the man back into his apartment and handing his son over to his wife. I was glad everything was ok, and that's when I woke up!

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Paris, Airplanes, and Secret Government Operations!

Long time no write bloggers! And no it isn't for a lack of dreams I just haven't really cared to much in a while. However, last night's dream deserves to be recorded, and maybe the dream before that too!

The dream started as I was saying goodbye to my parents and getting on an airplane to some town in France. On the airplane, my parents were kind enough to get me a first class seat and I got to know the man sitting next to me. About halfway through the flight the flight attendant asks the man to come with her for a moment. He gets up and follows her, which I thought was strange so I kind of snuck behind them because I was morbidly curious. Other flight attendants and passengers were all walking to the same place, another airplane that attached itself to ours. The passengers were being escorted to their corresponding chairs in the adjacent plane. They were also wearing the oxygen masks but it was pretty obvious that there wasn't oxygen pouring into the masks. All of the selected passengers were passed out and the flight attendants were injecting something into the jaws of the passengers. It was obviously some undetectable device that was tracker or something crazy like that. One of the flight attendants saw me watching this scene and threatens that if I don't get out of there and quick there will be far worse people to come and hurt me. So naturally, I get the heck out of dodge and return safely to my seat. I fall asleep hoping to forget about what I saw and before I know it I am landed in France.

Then my dream montages to a few weeks later, and the incident on the flight almost forgotten. One day I am walking to the market and I see none other than Jared (long time no see for this guy). He welcomes me with a great smile and open arms. He immediately launches into a prepared speech about how he had done things all wrong and that he wanted to start all over with a first date again. I was confused though because last I heard he was dating someone. He said that girl and him were over and that she obviously wasn't me. I thought it was a sweet speech so I agreed to a second first date. When he arrives at my place and for some reason he is always smiling. This is the moment were I realized he had a trick up his sleeve and I wasn't going to like it. I looked at him and said "just tell me, you actually don't want to go on a date, do you even have money? What do you really have in mind?" Once again smiling the whole time he responds with,"I actually don't want to go on a date, I just really wanted to ask you for money and have my way with you in bed." I was completely aghast, he was just so blunt and I just couldn't believe it. I just went upstairs and he followed with that stupid grin on his face. I just asked him how much money he needed and gave him whatever he needed because I just didn't want to deal with that. In the goodness of his heart (sarcasm), he decided he wanted to hang out after all, go figure. We actually had some fun once all things were out in the open and I didn't have to pretend that he wasn't an asshole.

We continue to hang out, but before long I head back to the states to visit my family. That means getting on an airplane. The ride is going fine and smooth until I decide to get up and move around on the long return flight home. I see my friend Jenny and start talking to her while holding my ipad and blanket. Before I know it, the whole entire plane starts falling head on into the ocean. I have no idea what is going on but something has me pinned to the wall so I don't go flying around the airplane cabin.  Eventually, we land in the water and the life preserver rafts are already out and I notice only the people who had the device implanted in their jaws were getting off. The rest of the people were slowly walking around in a daze. The flight attendants then shuffled the rest of the people without devices into the rafts. One of the flight attendants tries to take off with my blanket and I almost tackled her to get it back! Also, I couldn't find my ipad so I was looking frantically and so was Jenny. Before we had a chance to escape the aircraft it takes off again! We have no idea what to do on an empty airplane! We walk to the first class cabin and see the secret meeting explaining the point of the devices, then I WOKE UP!

I will never know what the devices were for!!! MADNESS!

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

YOLO

Alright bloggers, it's been a while once again, but here's the thing I am in Spain and don't feel like updating you on all the dreams (freaky or not). This post is about the closest to a near death experience as I have ever had, and I want you to know that I don't want to ever experience it again!

It all starts with my family and I getting ready for an evening of dinner and drinking. We hear off our balcony people chanting and yelling. We look off our balcony and see literally thousands of people marching down our street into the nearby Plaza Sol. We watched the march, called the Black March, and finish getting ready. We decided to see what all the fuss was about  so we follow the general direction of the march. There are thousands of people gathered in this tiny plaza all shouting to stop cutting funding for the miners. Later upon further investigation I found out that they had marched from all over Spain sometimes ranging 600 km just to protest at the capital. We walked through the herd of people and head a little down another street in order to get out of the crowd because I get really antsy and nervous around large crowds of people. I would also like to point out that as soon as we hit the main throng of people that I had an instant image of us running and getting trampled by the crowd, but I kept my mouth shut for fear that my parents would say that I was in another mood. However, I couldn't mask my emotions all the way because I constantly pushed them to keep moving further and further away. I thought we would be relatively safe in a giant store called Cortes Ingles and consequently I bought two new pairs of sunglasses. We leave right as they are about to lock us in the store and we are deciding where to eat when I looked to my left and saw people running and screaming. It did not quite register so I looked behind me and saw literally 50 policia decked in riot garb starting to herd people out of the plaza. Everyone ran and screamed at the top of their lungs. My mom bolted in front of us and my dad grabbed my hand and that's when I heard the first shot. They shot rubber bullets into the crowd and chased everyone out of the plaza. We ran down the nearest street looking for refuge as soon as we could! All I could do was yell,"dad!" Restaurants and stores closed their doors to the runners and we ran like hell. Eventually we made it to a relatively safe zone and sat down at our friendly restaurant (we had made friends with them a few nights before) and had two pitchers of sangria.

I have never been so scared in my life, but you only live once, and that is one experience I can go my life without experiencing again.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Fin

Alright bloggers, I am so sorry I have been delinquent with my posts about Spain, but I have literally been soaking in as much culture as possible! So since my very merry unbirthday here is what has happened!

The whole next week Joseph (the free cake guy) was facebook messaging me about wanting to meet up and give me my birthday presents... wtf? This guy that I barely know who is infatuated with me waited at my school here in Granada in the library with a bouquet of flores and a cell phone that I could use here in Spain.... a cellphone? I was needless to say a little freaked out by this and not to mention his creepy facebook messages. Naturally, I sought advice from my spanish friends. First, I went to our favorite schwarma guy and asked him what to do. He is such a nice guy, he told me to follow my heart and tell him the truth, but either way we were going to get hurt. Then I asked our program director and he said this guy was weird and extremely forward even for spanish standards, so to be painfully honest with Joseph. I was. It was awful, Joseph sent me this awful message about how I am a liar and that karma will come get me! So I blocked him on facebook and that's that for the Joseph story.

I have grown on this trip immensely. First of all, in the States, I tend to be more of a guy's girl meaning I get along better with guys and I have my dudes at home (by the way I really miss all of you!) But, on this trip it is all girls. I only hang with girls 24/7 and you know what, I needed it. Usually, being around girls brings out the ultra- bitch in Nina, but I had to learn to function a different way. This group of girls is the best, quite literally, we are such a random mezcla (favorite spanish word) of personalities that we work really well together. I love these girls and I want to thank them for inadvertently teaching me how to be a girl's girl again. As I prepare the last few days of my time here in Granada, I want them to know that our time here together will never be forgotten, even if we never see each other again.

I have also realized more of my personality, I am a caregiver, provider, and overall a mother hen. My girls here call me Aunty Nina, which it's so true. I cannot help making sure every one is ok and you know what at the beginning of the trip I hated it, but now I just feel comfortable in myself. One part of my personality I need to watch out for is my ability to listen. Listening is one of my greatest skills but it gets me into trouble sometime, add my curiosity to learn about people it's a deadly combination. Of course, I can help a lot of people with this aspect of my personality, but sometimes people of the manly persuasion get the wrong impression. I am sorry to all current and future men who have been affected by this, but I do care about you just not necessarily the way you care about me. Ok that's enough about my personality, it's kind of annoying to talk about.



However, the main thing I want to blog about is the sheer amazingness of this culture! I am constantly in awe that this culture of Spain makes up who I am. My family originated from Spain, then of course moved to Mexico and this is why I am so light skinned. Becerra is originally a spanish word mean a baby cow and our family crest is originally from Spain. I am a part of a culture that has had almost every other major civilization in its territory. Roman, vikings, muslims, you name it they were here and they all influenced the culture that it is today. I feel like I am filling in missing puzzle pieces of my identity that I didn't even know were missing. I feel even more whole and fulfilled, being here allows me to explore what makes me and my family tick. The more and more I learn the more and more pride I feel for my heritage. For example, recently we went to a flamenco show and granted it was a tourist attraction I could literally feel my soul connecting to the emotions of the dance, to the history of the people in the dance. Cheesy, I know, but you can't deny a feeling like this. It's almost indescribable. If that moment in my life was filmed in a movie, there would be a flashback montage of all of my ancestors and the lives they lived. I could go on and on about Granada and tell you bloggers about my experiences, but I want you all to know the most important part about this trip for me. Unintentional self-discovery, which I would venture to say that this is the best kind of self-discovery.

That's all for today, and maybe for a while. If you would like to know more about Granada and my adventures never hesitate to ask!

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Mentoring and Police

The other night in my dream I was helping two lovely elderly women in a kitchen when one stops in her tracks and says, "shoot, I left my daughter's lunch in my car and I need to give it to her before school!" I offered to take it by her house and then drive her daughter to school, because I felt like it! She gives me the girl's lunch which was a bucket of KFC chicken, and on my way I decided McDonald's would be better! So I pick up McDonald's and head over to her house. When I arrive I am shocked by it's appearance! It is completely trashed from neglect and misuse! The little girl opens the door and tells me to come in and wait while she finishes up getting ready. So I follow her into her room, where she begins to tell me she loves her foster mom, but hates this place. As soon as I walk into her room I see why. There are three mattresses on their floor and clothes strewn everywhere! Worst of all, there are cockroaches stuck in a honey sticky mess all over the floor! She said that one of her foster sisters has started collecting cockroaches, there were at least fifty cockroaches between the bedroom and the bathroom! I thought I was going to barf, but the little girl was watching me waiting for my horrid reaction because that was all she was used to. So I did something she didn't expect I pulled out the food and sat on her bed and just continued to talk to her. She loved it, still didn't trust me but loved it. We had to get going to school so I asked her where it was. She told me she goes to Casady, which explained why such a nice foster mom would let her children live in such a dive. She was sending them to the best school possible for a great education. At that moment, I told her I would be her mentor from now on, and because she goes to my alma mater that I would help her in any way I can! We get in the car and head towards school. I walk the grounds with her and we just keep talking and that's when I woke up!

The next dream my roommates in Spain and I did something really bad and we are at our apartment waiting for the police to come get us. In the spur of the moment, I decide to take the blame for everything! My sentence is a lifetime in prison so my roommates follow me in the cab for my final goodbyes and wishes. The prison looked like a crazy night club with a McDonalds (woah two dreams with McDonald's, I'm a little concerned...) in the bottom and the prison up top. I ordered the McDonald's because it was my last meal before a lifetime of prison food. I couldn't really taste it because I was so nervous. Well my friends sent me off, and up I went to prison. The prison was like a lounge constantly cast in purple light with a view of the night club so you constantly desired to be with real people. It was pretty awful and my last thought before I woke up was, "I should have gotten more McDonald's"

hahaha more about Spain to come!

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Car Chases and Moving!

So two nights ago I had a dream in Spanish, well I was the only one speaking spanish but it was cool nevertheless!

I had to follow a car otherwise something was going to go very wrong, but I also get that feeling that it was also a game. We are in these old timey cars that are absolutely gorgeous! My car is red kind of like Cruella De Ville's and it was fast! But not as fast as the other car! It was jet black and kind of like one of those buggy looking things! Well the black car lost us, so we ended up at a Six Flags and spent the rest of the day running around the amusement park!

NEXT DREAM!

Kevin and Kyle needed help moving, but they wanted me to do most of the unpacking. They had been talking this place up for weeks, so when I finally get there I was surprised to see that it was two RV trailers connected to each other! It was for lack of a better word a dump! But Kevin kept talking about how awesome it was and gave me a tour which took all of 30 seconds and then asked if I would go to the store with him to buy a few things for the house. I said sure sounds good! Kyle, Kev, and I went to the mall where we met Brandon and Kate. Eventually, it just seemed like we were running around doing a whole lot a giggling and not much shopping! It was still really fun!

Sunday, June 17, 2012

A Very Merry Unbirthday!

This past weekend my program scheduled a trip to the nearby beach of Nerja and the infamous Alhambra. I loved it all!

When I heard we were going to spend the whole day at the beach I (as Sabah would say)  nearly passed out! I love the beach and I'm such a beach bum that I couldn't contain my excitement! However, spending all day at the beach came with a price! We had to be up and ready at what Granadans consider the crack of dawn 8:30 am and get on a bus to get to Nerja. I don't really remember the bus ride, I only know that it was so BuMpY! When we got the Nerja, I was all focus on the beach! Thank the lord there was nothing super historical about Nerja otherwise I would not have survived! From 11-1 we spent time on the beach soaking up the rays like we would never see them again! At one they graciously provided us with the delicious dish of paella, which is basically like a seafood rice stir fry! It was absolutely delicious and made me miss mexican rice! The beach was nice and the water was freezing, but I was the happiest person alive! My happy place is on the beach with a good fiction book listening to my surroundings, from happy kids squeeling, to the waves, I LOVE ALL BEACH SOUNDS! When we had to leave I was pretty depressed, but I slept most of my depression off on the bus ride.



I'll write another post about La Alhambra, but now to the funny part of my day!

Earlier this week, my roomies and I were eating at a new restaurant and one of the waiters, Joseph, admitted that he was in love with me! Well he knows nothing about me, but I guess he "loves" me! My roomies decided this was their opportunity to get a free dessert! So they play this up all of dinner and lo and behold there was chocolate cake and pie for us at the end! Let me tell you that was some good cake! But wait there's more! He also gave me a love letter....
(translation)

Thank you for your kindness and 
your very nice friends
Beautiful Nena
I imagine you as the my perfect girlfriend
my little love
You are very beautiful
I am fascinated by all that
you are my beautiful girl
My name is Joseph
I am ready to have
a date with you
my life

He also asked when my birthday was, which my roomies quickly replied, sunday! He said to come back on Sunday and there will be a whole cake for us! For all of you who might not know my real birthday, it's in August. But sshhhhhh, don't tell! Well today is sunday and they made good on his offer! We arrive at the restaurant and he's immediately excited to see me, but he seemed guarded. Come to find out he couldn't find me on facebook. Don't worry guys, he had my name to find it, he's only slightly a creeper. The food at this restaurant is absolutely amazing and we quickly got absorbed in all the food, but Joseph kept coming around asking about my facebook and looking sad! Well, we moved through our dinner like starving animals and soon came out my cake! I am pretty sure Joseph spent his own money to buy me an ice cream cake from a nearby Heladeria (ice cream shop) and the cake was FANTASTIC! Muy rico! and free! Dinner also came with another note! 

(translation)

Little Nina Becerra
Happy birthday
Your friends and Joseph 
wish you the best
Happy birthday
Kisses and HUGS

If I ever have another "unbirthday" celebration, I don't think it will top this one! I had a blast and it was a great night in Spain!

Friday, June 15, 2012

Barca Loca!

So this past weekend we had a free weekend because of the Fiesta de Corpus! Our crew, which is quickly getting referred to as the Apartment crew, decided to go to Barcelona, the NYC of Spain!  After going out wednesday, we arrived thursday pretty much spent for the rest of the day on thursday! However, Friday we woke up ready to see Barcelona! Four out of the six of us booked a sky diving trip, and no I didn't do it. Sorry to disappoint bloggers, but I am a scaredy cat when it comes to free fall! One day maybe I'll sky dive with one of you, but this weekend just wasn't my time. So me and Nadya, decided to walk around Barcelona and ask locals about discotecas and fun things to see in the city! We eventually made our way to the beach! I am such a beach bum, so when we found the beach I almost passed out with excitement! Of course Nadya and I didn't have any towel, but we were wearing our swimsuits! We spent most of the afternoon laying out, burying ourselves in the sand, asking locals on the beach about Barca, and finally avoiding all of the beach merchants! These guys would walk around selling henna tattoos, massages, sarongs, mojitos, and anything else you could think of! The water was cold, the sand was nice, and the sun was shining I was in heaven! Once our beach time was spent we took a bike cab to the end of the boardwalk and checked out some clubs down there! We found our way home which in Barca, it was really far away. I took a siesta while Nadya went exploring some more and I waited for the sky divers to get back. I passed out for like 4 hours and that's when the skydivers returned, but where was Nadya? The skydivers could not stop talking about how they jumped out of plane that day and I made dinner for them. Eventually Nadya, returns but won't come in the door all the way. She seemed surprised that everyone was there and awake. Come to find out she had a boy in the hallway that she met at a bachelor party while I was sleeping. We would not stop giving her crap!



Eventually we all decided to get ready and go out. We stopped at a bar to pregame, which Barcelona bars don't have tapas so we were missing Granada at that point in time. After the bar we couldn't all fit in one cab so we took two. Well....we got separated! My cab made it to the discoteca Razzmatazz and we paid the cover charge and went inside. The other cab made it to the discoteca, but couldn't get in because they didn't have their ID's. My cab didn't have our ID's, but we told the guy our birthday and he let us in no problem! So the other cab went back to our apartment because they had no idea what to do! My group waited around the entrance of the club for a while, then went around the club looking for them, then just ended up dancing. My group had a blast! We all met guys, danced until we couldn't stand anymore then caught a cab back all the while wondering what happened to them? We get back to the apartment and there is the other cab sitting on the stoop of our building angry as fuck! They had been there about three hours waiting for us, because we were the only one's with keys! WHOOPS!


The next day we went on a sight seeing bus tour because it was the cheapest way to see everything you need to see in Barcelona. We saw La Sagrada Familia, which is a famous church in Barca that has been fifty years in the making! It's absolutely a beaut! Then we went to the outside of the city to go to the Barcelona futbol club, which Sabbah is obsessed with! She was in heaven, because she loves soccer and all of her favorite players play on Barca! We got jerseys, took pics and left that place was huge! On the return route we all fell asleep on the bus! hahaha We didn't mean to, but it was such a long night we all just passed out! When we got back to our apartment, I started to make dinner again while everyone fell asleep again, but I also had to take care of a massive blister on my foot that was making me limp around! It was the size of three quarters! It was getting infected and needed a serious cleaning! After dinner once again we started to get ready to go out again! This time we were determined to not get separated and if we did make sure that someone always had a key! We started out at this bar called the Stock Market! It was an american bar, but what was cool about it was that the more popular drinks gained points on the stock market and the least popular had less points! The drink prices were based on the points the drink had on the market! The concept was awesome, I just wish it wasn't in Barcelona and in the states. We left after we were sufficiently shwasty and went to the next discoteca called Opium! The music was fantastic, the lights were stellar, and everything was amazing about this place! However, starting around 5 am you notice that there is a plethora of freshly broken glass on the floor from people dropping their drinks. Also, at some point all of the girls decided to disappear and there were a lot of guys there! They would see us group of girls dancing and literally circle around us and watch us like vultures before they chose a girl to dance with! It was creeeeeppppyyyy!!! I was dealing with all of that because I was like "hey it's Spain!" but I drew the line when one guy that was dancing near us literally lifted his arm as high as it could and shattered his finished drink on the floor! We left after that and when I got back to the apartment, I had four pieces of glass in my blister! OUCHIES!

That's all for Barca, sorry it took so long I just didn't really feel like writing this week! More to come soon!
















Thursday, June 7, 2012

Corpus!

So far this week has been not too eventful as far as stories go, but I still am in love with Granada!

Monday and Tuesday were days of recovery and classes. Which trust me, we needed to recover!

This week is Las Fiestas de Corpus Christi! Basically starting yesterday everyone was let out of school to enjoy and partake in the events of the Corpus. The first event was yesterday, called La Tarasca! It was an amazing and fun parade! It starts with the march of 4 giant representations of King Ferdinand and Isabella and the muslim King and Queen. Following them is a float with a dragon and a woman mannequin on top of it! This tradition goes back so far that they can't even remember when it started, which they find amazing! Following the initial giants and float there are these people with giant headed masks that come around and whap you on the head with air filled dried animal bladders! The people of Spain LOVE IT!

It was amazing just watching the people of Granada do what they do!

Then because their is the fiestas there was a bull fight. Of course we went to it, but it was pretty brutal! They kill the bull right in front of you! But that's after they stab it at least six times with decorative pinata wand looking things and the matador stabs it with his sword a few times! I tried not to look at it like the brutal slaughter of an innocent animal, but as something unreal almost like one of my dreams! I let some pics do the talking for me!






Also, because it's fiestas there is a fair in town. Yes, a fair! It was our friends' Angel and Seth's last night in town so we went to the fair! This fair was INCREDIBLE! The rides were sketchier than the one's in the states, the food was too expensive, and the games ripped you off like always! What was different was that there are casetas that are sponsored by local businesses and families that basically you walk in and there is alcohol, food, and dancing! IT WAS THE BEST! Firstly, we played a shooting game where you shoot a cork at mini bottles of alcohol in hopes that you knock it off the shelf! I HIT EVERY MARK! I felt so Oklahoma proud! Then we wondered off to some casetas and danced our asses off! We finished off the fair with the sketchiest ferris wheel of my life! IT MOVED SO FREAKING FAST! I have never been in a ferris wheel where you could feel the drop from the top! Luckily, I was so schmammered that I couldn't really tell! Also, another thing different the fair opens at noon and closes at 8 am the next morning! WHAT IN THE WORLD!!! It was around 12 am - 2 am that we were at the fair, WOAH! That's another weird thing about Spain, the children here never sleep! There were 2 and 3 years old walking around at 1 am! Que pasa?


That's all for now, but we are headed to Barcelona in a few hours..... I can't wait to tell you about this trip!

Hasta Luego!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Suenos Locos en EspaƱa

So I know I am supposed to talk about how awesome Granada is, and don't worry it is still one of my favorite places in the world, but I have been having some whacko dreams here!

Firstly, two nights ago I dreamed that I was living a real life Spiderman movie. I was just a spectator and didn't really have any role in the dream. My dream started with a crazy chase scene to save Miss Mary Jane Watson from certain death. Spiderman leapt over cars, dodged explosions, and eventually caught up with her captors. He almost saved her, but at the last minute the captors got the upper hand and dragged Mary Jane and Spiderman back to the villain's lair. The villain was a blonde woman who was only wanting Mary Jane because she had some vendetta against her. I don't quite remember how they escaped, but they did. Spiderman was pissed and needed to know why Mary Jane was a wanted woman. Mary Jane sat down and began the story....

Here the perspective changes to Mary Jane's memories.

Mary Jane, according to my dream world, used to be a mermaid kind of like Ariel. She realized that swimming and frolicking all day was not her cup of tea, so she made the bold choice to go the humanization school. (No shit, this is really what happened) Her memory skipped over the actual school years and went straight to her final exam. The final exam included literally incinerating the things you love and the things you most regret in one box, then you walk into the unknown human world at any point in human history. MJ had a hard time letting go of the things she regretted and the things she loved and had to go through the final exam process five times. Her item that she regretted most was a picture of the villain.  Eventually, she did it and walked straight into unknown human world into New York cerca 2000. I still don't remember why the villain was her biggest regret, but because of that she was now being hunted by the villain.

Then I woke up! 


Last night I had like six dreams in one, but I really only remember this part of it. I was living at a friends shit of a house with Jared and my friends were apparently druggies. They were always trying out the latest drug and making new concoctions every day. From what I can recall the backyard was a mess, nothing in the house was in order and for some reason it didn't bother me! However, Jared and I wanted to move on from the shithole and began our own lives. Of course, we had to try the latest concoction. The latest concoction was in the form of a pill. We took the pill, at first we were like I don't feel anything, but then next thing we know we just pass out on the spot where we are. 

In this high, we all join in together on the same dream. It was like walking through the gates of heaven almost! We all had this golden mini cupid wings on our back, so I asked if we could fly! I guess he was the manager of the high/dream and he said "Why of course, this is your dream, you can do anything you want!" So all of us in the high start trying to fly and everyone gets it, but me! I can leap really far, but just as I'm about to start flying the high/dream sucked us back into reality! 

We woke up in reality, myself and a few others leaning over the table after passing out. Others had to pick themselves up off the floor and others simply had to lean up. When we realized what had just happened, we were all a little dazed. Then I noticed one of my friends walking out of the room in a trance. She didn't look like she was coming off the high very well. We follow her to make sure she is ok, but then she starts speaking in tongues and her eyes turn black. 

Then I woke up!

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Fondling, thievery, and understanding!

This weekend my program took all of us to the nearby city Sevilla, where we would spend the night there, then get up early in the morning and drive to Cordoba and visit more sites there.

So......

We we had a hard time getting up because we had to get up really early to catch our bus. Once on our bus, we realized that sleep is nearly impossible because Spain roads are smooth until they dip and you basically get thrown towards the ceiling! Well two hours later we arrive in Sevilla. Immediately, it was a lot to take in because it feels so much bigger than Granada and it's ten times busier! Our first tour was at famous palace in Sevilla. However, most of the crew was having a hard time paying attention because we were starving! Which is pretty much the case from 8-4 in the afternoon, we are starving! The palace was cool then we headed to the nearby Catedral which is the 4th largest Catholic Catedral in the world, so it was a pretty hopping place! We freaking saw the coffin that carries Christopher Columbus' bones, which was extremely exciting! It'll be easier to describe once I post up the pics, but it might be a while, so don't hold your breath! We ate a lunch and got a little drunk and headed to our next location. Our next location was a park, kind of like the Central Park of Sevilla! We were exhausted by this point because we had been walking most of the day and had little to no energy. This is when everything gets strange....

After taking a short break where Nadya got pooped on by a pigeon and threw all her remaining napkins at a helpless pigeon, mis companeras decided to take a row boat ride around a little river, but quickly found out that we don't have much man power or coordination to row the boat in a straight manner! Well after quite a few tries and a personal lesson from the row boat attendant we made it 20 feet! Goodness, we were a mess! Some guys in another row boat noticed our struggle and sympathized because they were struggling too! Well, they thought we were on even playing ground so we decided to race to the next bridge, which was maybe 30 feet away. Naturally, us females won by quite a large margin. However, the boys wanted to try again so we raced back to the dock. Little did we know one of the guys is a rower from Belgium! So we failed miserably at our second race. Well the guys wanted to hang out, but we were about to miss our bus.

On the flip side, while we were frolicking with some really cute boys, our neighbors Penny and Kari wanted to nap while they had time to relax. They chose a park bench and before they fell asleep a man asked if he could sit on the bench too, of course they said yes! Forty five minutes later they wake up to the man jacking off to them with his weiner hanging out of his pants! What the hell?!? Needless to say they were traumatized when they got back to the bus!

Later that night we went to the bars and Sevilla had a pretty great night life! Well we met some locals and you know what, I didn't really like them. They were rude, laughed at us at every turn, and would get incredibly offended when we asked questions or complimented another city! They were annoying! We had fun, but I was about to die from exhaustion! My roomie and I returned to the hotel around 2 while the others went out. Ally and I watched Harry Potter 1 and we were in the middle of the first quidditch scene when the other companeras come into our hotel room saying that they had a blast, but Penny's iPhone was stolen and Nadya's camera was stolen too! They went on and on and used her find my phone app to see if they could locate it. They kept talking in circles and my brain wasn't processing anything, so I just kind of rolled over and fell asleep. The next morning was rough for all of us trying to wake-up through our alcohol coma, lazily through the breakfast we checked the find my phone app and it located it!!!! We could visually see on the google maps where her phone was! Kari was so excited that she nearly flipped the breakfast table! The next thing we knew we contacted our program director and the police and they set off for the apartment with the phone! Luckily, the girls had pictures and email addresses of the robber so they had evidence! They arrive at the apartment as soon as the guy is walking out of his apartment checking the weather on HER iPhone! She walks up to him and says "es mi telefono!" and snatches it out of his hand! Our director goes up to him and shows him the pictures we took and says that he also has Nadya's camera. The guy gives some lame excuse that he found them on the ground, and our director tells him that he's lying and the police are coming. The guys just scoffs, but then looks stunned as the police pull up! It was absolutely crazy!

Of course, this fiasco set us back a little on our schedule, but I wasn't in any hurry! We arrived at Cordoba and visited one of the coolest things I have ever seen. We visited the mesquita (mosque/cathedral) which was absolutely amazing! The mosque has christian, muslim, and jewish influences and all three religions helped to build the mosque. At the time it was the 2nd largest mosque in the world! Here are some pics, I'll let them do all the talking!










I don't know if you know this about me, but I hate when people talk badly about cultures without knowing the facts. I dislike ignorant people who refuse to understand by not educating themselves. This mosque made me want to shove religious misunderstandings in their face! Three different types of religious communities contributed to the building of this mosque and it was completed in ten months! I don't understand where all this bad rep for other cultures came from, but all that people need to do is head to Cordoba and see the magnificence! I am not saying that the mezcla of all the religions was peaceful all the time, but they worked together enough to finish this lovely creation that is still standing today! 

Sorry soapbox! 

Anywho, it feels great to be in Granada again! I am so glad this weekend was eventful, but I am so glad to be back in my temporary home!

Hasta luego!

Friday, June 1, 2012

Feliz Cumple!

So, we have gotten to know each other in our program fairly well! Well we recently learned that our friend Julie's birthday was yesterday. Naturally, being the fun-loving caring people that we are, we decided to host her a birthday party at our apartamento! I was in charge of dinner because apparently all of my other companeras are hopeless at cooking. Of course, I decided to cook the ever so elegant and difficult spaghetti! Well Mis companeras decided to go the ATM and I showered while they were gone. Then I uploaded more pics, then fiddled around the kitchen, obsessively checked facebook, chopped a clove and half of garlic, prepared the cookware, obsessively checked twitter. Then I started to think, damn they've been gone awhile!

Well they finally came back and I started dinner! Our downstairs neighbors decided to join us for our meal and we had some wine while we waited on the birthday girl. Well apparently wine and this group of people equals an insane amount of sarcasm and just flat out goofery (yes, goofery.) We honestly could not stop laughing. Then dinner was ready and we were starving and no sign of birthday girl. She was an HOUR late to her own party! Of course scenarios are running through our heads that she died, got taken, decided not to come, or any other worst case scenario. We are joking and laughing to try and forget about our hunger, but it was too much! WE HAD TO DIG IN! So like animals we plow through some spaghetti, sip our wine/wine and choc. milk/malibu and pepsi.

 We are all almost finished with our meal when we hear, "KARI!!!!!!!" We look out our balcony and there is birthday girl!! Someone goes to get her and as soon as she sits down we ask her if she wants any spaghetti. She says that she's not hungry, which makes all of us laugh our asses off because we had been struggling to abstain from eating, then we went through a guilt-ridden meal only to be shot down. Keep in mind, we aren't drunk yet. Well, we put away all of our plates and then comes the ultimate surprise! A BIRTHDAY WATERMELON!!! We literally bought a half of a watermelon at a fruteria and stuck candles in it! We lit the candles in the birthday song begins like this,

"Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear............... (long pause)........ JULIE!"

At that point we all lose it! WE FORGOT THE BIRTHDAY GIRLS NAME!!!!!!!! Sabah is clutching the table because she's laughing so hard she's about to fall out of her chair. Kari is literally on the floor trying not to pee her pants laughing. Nadya is still clutching her chocolate milk and turning red from laughter. Ally's head is on the table trying to maintain some composure. I couldn't tell what Penny was doing because I was laughing so hard I literally was only intaking air and not exhaling, basically asphyxiating myself with laughter. Julie is looking at us like "You dumb bitches invite me to a birthday party, forget my name in the middle of the birthday song, and then laugh about it?" Which of course makes Julie laugh with us. Needless to say, once we finished her song with her name actually in it, we dug in spoon first into the watermelon.

The rest of the night followed our lighthearted dinner in the same fashion only at different bars with different tapas, we of course had too much to drink, but hey we're in Spain!

I honestly don't think I'll forget this night because I haven't laughed that hard in years!


New nicknames after last night:
Nadya=Choco Vino because she was literally double fisting wine and choco milk and vino, calling it delicious
Sabah=  Simba or Mufasa or Simba Mufasa

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Fotos de el mejor ciudad en el Mundo!


Captions to follow every pic, sometimes I just think they're good pics and have no idea where I took them!


One of the land markers I use to find my way to the apartment. It's a fountain statue of Cristobal Colon asking Queen Isabella if he can explore the world!


That's our apartment the building next to the flags, second story with the balcony!


I'm so great at pictures, I can take pics of buildings and make them look awesome! (sarcasm)


The river that runs through Granada! 


Couldn't help but take a picture, she was just falling asleep in the weirdest position and she's super cute!



There is just something about alleys!


The street art here is amazing! Actually artistic!


Pink Floyd ish?


Artsy Fartsy pic of the street you take to get to our apartment!


Yep that's the goofball you know and love, posing along some wall!


Almost every balcony has these flowers


The entire view of Granada! Damn, I'm lucky!