Long Post. That Is All
Sozzles I've been absent for so long. Long as in - two weeks. Or something like that. Um.
But the thing is, these last couple of weeks have been extremely busy. Busy good and busy bad: Az's Birthday,Marb and Rina's Birthday have all been ticked off on my agenda.
- I finally started my voluntary work at Hogar de Nazaret (no joke, in my tiredness I almost typed Warehouse 13) - and it's simply BRILLIANT. I'm not sure I can disclose much about it, because there are a few confidentialities and I'm not about to start blabbing all over the internet about them, but long story short, it's a sort of creche for children who can't stay with their families after they've finished school, either because their parents are working, or because it's better for them not to be there.
I'm basically tutoring two of the boys, helping them with their homework, and tutoring them in English....I don't know how else to put this, but seeing them laugh and joke around, so happy because they get something right, or because a couple of new toys have been donated - it's just....beautiful, really. They're so adorable, when I leave they help me put on my coat and everything (and they're only 9 and 11).
- Az's birthday - well, it sort of went better than I expected. Also, as I expected would happen, we ended up having the Botellon in our flat. And it was cool. Because, although I didn't know anyone (with the exception of Az and Pedro), they were all friendly. Perhaps not the sort of people I can share my deepest and darkest secrets, but friendly nonetheless. Thing is, I really wasn't looking forward to clubbing. At all. Because at ten o'clock in the morning we'd have to be up and in Carmen's car. So, at three in the morning, when they were all heading out, I told Az I had the start of a migrane and didn't go. Simples. I wouldn't have lied like that if I hadn't been desperate. But I was wise enough to get at least 6 hour's sleep. Also, who else was going to clean up the alcohol stains on the floor? I certainly wasn't going to leave them there over the long weekend to find cockroaches had invaded the flat.
- Marbella - YAY! Five days with my nan in Marb! I'd been so looking forward to it, because after my mum had left the weekend before, I'd been a bit homesick....So on Saturday morning (whilst Az was dying and I wasn't, because I'd been sensible) Carmen drove us all down to Marb. They dropped me off at my nan's, where I spent five days being completely looked after, fed and fed and fed until food was coming out of my ears, and able to write lots of fics ( www.fanfiction.net/u/1734747/SacredAir - little bit of self-promotion - I'm shameless, I know), and spend time with my nan.
- Being in Marb, I was also able to listen to my music on my laptop speakers. Oh, don't get me wrong, I can do this at home - it's just that I have to put up with a curious Az asking me 'how come I like such outdated music'.
RAGE
.....I really don't understand - is it that just because the music isn't pumping and dancable, does it mean it's 'for old people'? This morning, I got a blank look from Az when I asked her if she'd ever listened to Bob Dylan - she ACTUALLY doesn't know who he is-
I DESPAIR
- And then finally, the most exciting thing!!! Rina's birthday party!! We decided to host a surprise party for her at Jose's flat, on friday night. (I was really happy they remembered to invite me ^_^) so in the afternoon, we went to get her present, and then in the evening, we re-united at Jose's and prepared the food and all. When Rina came up, Rafa flicked on the lights and we all jumped up and shouted surprise! He face was a picture!
The rest of the night was spent eating, drinking (moderately) and having a laugh, but talking intellectually. We actually talked about religion and politics and about cultural and social differences.
GUYS, I'VE FOUND PEOPLE I CAN TALK TO INTELECTUALLY. I'VE MISSED THIS.
Don't get me wrong, Az is great for laughing and going crazy and for when I'm feeling upset - she's my best friend in Spain and I love her to bits - but I just can't....talk.... to her.....because I come from a different world. And I don't mean from a different country, I mean, I've been brought up in a large city/town and she's spent her whole life in a small village with less than 3000 people inhabiting it. In a sense...she just doesn't really think outside the box, she doesn't really care for anything that doesn't matter to her. For her, fun means having to be with others, and partying. And for me, it's more small gatherings with friends, watching TV and reading or writing. But she doesn't get why I...don't have that same opinion as her.
With Rina, Rafa, Jose, Jesus and the rest of the gang, they're more curious about learning about things. They get that everyone has a different opinion, and they want to know more about it, whilst letting others know about their own. I guess I can just identify with them more.
Serious stuff aside, I'M COMING HOME IN TWO WEEKS. Too exited.