the time passes by so quickly here that it'll be a week or so until i realize that i need to add another entry. mostly because i've done something cool in that time, but nothing super exciting has happened lately. next week will be a completely different story, however, because i leave tomorrow at 10:40 am for gran canaria. but anyway, so i was thinking that when i write those huge long posts it's because i'll be walking and think of all these things that i want to have written down. and unless i have something quote unquote profound to say, it makes it seem like just random writing isn't worth the bother. but i guess that's where professional writers have their so-called road block issues. it just seemed that everything i though of putting down wasn't quality enough to put here. and here i go again, thinking i'm gonna just have a normal post, nothing super pensive, but blurting out some crap like that. whatever. point is - i need to write down the little details more often it'll help me more.
i had two spanish tests this week. same day. they sucked. i got a 63 out of 90 on the first one (sorry ma, it'll get better...) but she said that's good. yah, sure. but she went on to explain that (ps she = teacher) for my first test, in spain, in a tough class, it's a good starting point, cos it's like a C, which to them, isn't so bad. but so next test, 75. gettin better.
i've been trying to organize a soccer team but i think it's about to fall through. the deadline on the website to sign up is the 25th (of march). so i got a team together and signed us up, but then it popped up with a confirmation thing saying that we have to have everything signed up and paid by the 15th. yah that's tomorrow. or they won't put us on the schedule. soooo i guess we'll just see how that goes when i get back to school. if it doesn't work out i still plan to go to this place called polideportivo where i might be able to come across some pachangas (pick up games), or organize some of my own with the people i would have been playing with. ps... i ran. twice this week. god i'm good.
i miss andrew...
my senora turned my shirts pink. my white ones. she blames it on a yellow shirt of mine that she thinks is the culprit. i, on the other hand, think she's wrongo. but oh well.
well in leiu of my first sort of long paragraph, i think i'll keep this entity a little bit shorter and cut myself off. just be prepared for one hella description of the canary islands come thursday :)
oh yah, i saw a little boy pooping in the park the other day. gross. hahaha
