I'm still alive, or that is to say that I've returned from the dead...
So, it's been a solid two weeks and then some since my last update, and I figure that it's about time I jot some thoughts down.
I hadn't really been in the mood because about two weeks ago I got a really bad case of my usual sinus troubles and a nasty chesty cough. It's since cleared up for the most part, but I haven't really even been out to hang around since I got sick.
Anyhow, there was that. Today I didn't have class, so I bummed around the apartment until the early afternoon, feeling mellow and somewhat glum. I decided that since I hadn't been for a run since I got sick that I would do that. I felt a lot better afterwords, and so it put me in good spirits for my first ever Spanish guitar lesson (!). The guy teaching was nice enough. The class isn't private, and it turned out that it was me, some old lady, and a little girl about my sisters age. The little girl was was one of those cute little kids that you don't mind hanging around, but the old lady was the Spanish old lady archetype that I've started to notice everywhere these days, be it the one doling out dirty looks on the sidewalk or that one that I always seem to find on the bus that gives me shit for not making room or needing to get up when it's not convenient for her: really quick to make judgments, and always ready with a comment.
So, after the lesson, which I spent relearning terms in Spanish that I've known for years in English, I went and got myself a job teaching English to the little chitlins. Haha. I don't know how that's going to turn out. Hopefully they're not little hellions. The job seems chill though, and they pay me, which will go a long way towards supporting my vices. So, yeah. I start tomorrow. Quick, no? We'll see how it goes. However, it conflicts with that guitar class, so I need to find a new place to take lessons. I will become a virtuoso!
So I'm working my way towards being healthy; I've got a good disposition; and I'm gainfully employed. Things are looking up.


3 Comments:
Congratulations on the job and on attracting lots of mean smelly old Spanish ladies (?). These stories could only improve if you were telling them in person.
that job sounds awesome. I had a mini-fling with a guy in Barcelona because he was my cousins'* english tutor. in other words, use it to get girls!
*yes, i have cousins in barcelona.
Glad to hear you're feeling better and gettin' down to business! (sidenote: buy business socks. you know. )
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