Friendly Advice: Indirect Communication / Fumar Mata!

"I started reading ur blog and I had to stop bc I was at work but it was very entertaining so far except I think u should not have told Alejandro abt it 1. Bc it will probably monitor what u say or change what u want to say bc you'll be writing more based on what he will hear and think. 2. Bc ur not supposed to be talking to him and this is ur way of talking to him without " talking to him".. Ha just my opinion! Hope everything is going well in Barcelona!!"



LOL. That was sent to me by a friend who is a self-proclaimed non-reader. If you know her personality it is ten times funnier. She couldn't even get through 50 Shades so I will take her readership as a compliment. Wait, should I?


Ok. I know. 

She's right, and she's the third person to tell me that...(Candy was first...credit where credit is due)


I fucked up.


Maybe that is affecting my writing a little bit. Before it was a free-falling-stream-of-consciousness kind of thing and now I'm trying to hold back a little.


Also....I'm trying to justify it by calling it "indirect communication," so there....


Okay.....maybe that is bullshit. Well what can I do now? What is done, is done. All I can do is try to be as honest as possible on here and hope that he remembers what I once told him. It doesn't help that I saw pictures of Senor Foie Gras online in a suit. I am trying so hard to take a break from thinking about him but it is hard, especially on this dreamy, rainy morning when I have nothing to do but exercise and blog.

Smoking kills, thank you Spanish cigarette carton, I know.

I need to stop smoking. Usually in the US, I almost never smoke, never. I don't know what it is about Europe that constantly makes me want to light up! I don't even want to half the time, everyone here just smokes so damn much that I just kind of fall into the habit. Tell me to stop!

Yesterday I had my interview for the Cambridge teaching English course and it went really well, she said my application was great and I've been accepted. She told me that I should talk to my fiance because the class is so intensive and I will be busy non-stop for a month and it can put a lot of stress on relationships. So, basically, the entire month of November, I will be MIA. It is a good thing though, I will be able to get a good job when I finish and as much as I love being on a constant vacation, I am not going to be able to keep that up much longer money-wise. I had a hard time finding the school at first since I'm a Barcelona newbie but I have a much better sense of direction than people give me credit for...at least on foot. 

Last night I made dinner at 10PM like a true Spaniard. Then I couldn't sleep. I laid awake for hours in a digestive daze listening to the post-soccer game drunks shout on the street. Wow, okay I thought American football fans were bad, the futbol (soccer) fans here are nuts! I totally want to go to to a game though, I've never been to one in Europe and I bet it is an experience.

I wish it was sunny so I could go to the beach....MERRRR....

Yesterday I went to the Boqueria Market and it was fantastic. Not to get all Julie and Julia on you, but I love cooking and I am kind of a self-proclaimed foodie so it was basically paradise for me in there. It is a mishmash of meats, fruits, chocolate, people yelling and exchanging money, tourists taking pictures, and there are plenty of unknown delicacies to be had. It was fabulous, oh except someone dropped a tray of raw fish and it splattered onto my pants. See that is what I mean about Barcelona, it is a cacophany of positive/negative energy but it all ends up being positive because it is such a strange and amazing place and no where else can you experience what you experience here. I bought a box of fresh figs, and yes they are delish.

Something I find interesting is that the people here are (like many big cities) seem like hardened hippies. Maybe it is because of what I was saying before, the sheer pleasure/pain of daily life makes them that way. It seems that everyone here has at least 5 tattoos and multiple piercings. 

OMG something outside smells amaaaaaaaaazing. MUST GO FIND OUT WHAT IT IS....

My neighbor is cooking some fantastic curry dish. I wish she was my friend so I could go eat it. See what I mean, I can hear everyone's conversation, I can smell everyone's food, we are literally all on top of each other in this neighborhood! :) I kind of like that though.

Speaking of neighbors, yesterday I was coming home and there was a girl about my age who could not figure out how to get in the apartment building. I had never used the keys and I guess you have to press it in a certain way or something and neither of us could figure it out. I don't know where she was from but her Spanish wasn't very good. We were laughing and trying to open the damn door until some guy opened it and said, "Haha, es dificil, no?" We kind of shrugged and felt stupid. She seemed cool though, I need to track her down again and force my friendship upon her, lol, spoken like a true stalker. 

Someone was playing this song really loud last night and I can't get it out of my head. Also just as a side note, when two people are this good looking, they should really be hooking up. I mean it seems so natural in the video so just do it already!
 I love Alejandro Sanz (and no not just because his name is Alejandro) his voice is insanely sexy...and Shakira...okay her voice not so much but she is basically perfect in every other way. When he comes up behind her and grabs the knife, mm wow....you crazy kids just need to hook up already! Obviously they both read my blog and will take my relationship advice ;)