On Mondays I have to wake up at 7 am, which is akin to punching myself in the face or waking up on a bed of knives (Am I being dramatic? they can be butter knives). It wouldn´t be so bad if I were accustomed to it, but it´s hard to get accustomed to it because I don´t have to wake up until at least 9 or 10 every other morning. And somehow my body clock has changed since college where I would wake up at 8 without meaning to all the time, even after parties, and be forced to wander around the house and surf youtube videos of sloths until I heard the bustle of someone else.
Anyway, Mondays stink. Especially when they start with soft poo on your boot. Spanish people do not clean up after their dogs and someone should do something about it. I´m pretty sure there´s a big election soon.
Ugh, I just had a terrible class. But whatever. This past weekend was great. Made sushi, hung out, went out, blah blah. I got a babysitting job with a 2 year old named Gabriela near my piso, but I don´t know if I want to keep both this and my class with the mothers. For example, if I did, my Mondays (like today) would be class from 8 am-2 pm, babysitting at 4 pm, mother´s class at 6 pm.... a bit much, no? Maybe not by American "work hard" standards but by Spanish "work? huh?" standards it seems a bit excessive.... I dunno, we´ll see.
Anyway, I think after all of my class stuff I´m going to the movies. So I just have to think ahead to that.... and tomorrow I don´t have class until 12:25.... so....yes..... and by now, most of the poop has smeared off my shoe/into the crevices.. so... whatever...
I still don´t have pictures, sorry, but I will by the end of this week!
update: I twisted my ankle running to the movies WAH MONDAYS
I stepped in poop today too. It was so soft I almost slipped and fell, so that would've been interesting
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