BORING post
MMk, so I somehow managed to get through the day without obsessing TOO much about the phone call. I think it's just because I slept through most of the day.
So.... class at 8. Blah. home. cookies. sleep.
Woke up round 4. Shower, etc.
There was a meeting tonight for the UR/McGill students here for the summer. We were supposed to go to anwser any questions that kids had and to take them out for a few drinks. But after the meeting, during the "talk to UR kids" time, all of them just went to their rooms! It was a complete waste of time. That's okay, I don't particularly feel like talking to those people anyway. I'm sure that they could be completely decent people, but they seemed to be typical dumb Americans. They're only here to party. The program is such a joke. And the were all wearing flip-flops and skirts. They just don't get it. There's one exception- this poor girl Laurie. She's such a sweetheart. She really doesn't fit in with the rest of them- I don't know what she's doing here. She's from south side (a kinda ghetto part of richmond) and she is fanatically religious. She was in my intermediate spanish class freshman year, and I think she was in one of my accounting classes. We've never really talked. When she saw me, she came up and hugged me. "Finally, someone I know!" Poor thing. She had never been outside of the states before. She'd never been on a plane! And she missed her bus from Madrid because her flight was late. And she hardly speaks spanish. (There was no language requirement for this trip. Some of them can't speak a word!)
Anyways...
so yea, we were supposed to meet at 10:30 again. I got there about 4 minutes late and Fran was waiting outside. Spanish people always wait outside. I think it makes sense to wait inside when meeting someone at a bar, pues nada. So we waited for Jon. I told him that Abby told me that Jon was bringing Jon's intercambio. So we waited. Then we waited some more. It wasn't so bad because we were talking. I said something dumb like "I'm sorry about yesterday: I forgot that that wasn't your cell phone!" And he was like "what are you talking about?" And I was like "I called you..." and he was like "and..." and I was like "your Mom answered and I forgot how to speak spanish." And he was like "no, no pasa nada." He seemed to think I was crazy for apologizing.
But still, I would so much rather have just gone inside. But I decided to be spanish and wait outside. After about 15 minutes I was like "are you sure that he's not inside?" So we went in to look. And they were there. We felt dumb. It was nice to feel dumb together- I'm used to feeling dumb alone. I finished Bridget Jones: Sobrevivire today. What does Mark Darcy see in her? She's such a mess! How can I find a Colin Firth who finds my ridiculousness charming?
Anyways... so we sat kind of by the bar. On stools. I HATE stools. I much prefer to hide my elephant legs under a table. Oh well. Jon and Ixana already had beers, so I was like "I still owe you a drink from last week. What would ya like?" And he was like "orange soda." WHAT?! I thought "screw it, I'm getting a beer."
So... we all talked for a while. I think Jon and Ixana are either dating or that they've spent a lot of time together before. Then after an hour or so, Jon was like, "what are you doing tonight?" and I was like "I have no idea." and he was like, "well, we're leaving. hasta luego." Fran to me was like "we can stay here, right?" "sure." I know that JOn was going to a party with all the other BC kids. I think it was kind of shitty not to invite his intercambio (Fran.) So Fran and I moved to the bar. He was like "I don't understand, where do they go?" I think he was kind of hurt. Pobrecito.
Random note: Fran's brother and his friends were there. He pointed him out across the room, but didn't introduce him. Fran was like "he looks like me, no?" He does. He was really cute! He's 21. I don't remember his name, but he has 2 names. From his friends and how he was dressed, he seemed much cooler than Fran. But I like my dork :) He also has a 17 year old brother. Jon Carlos, I think. Fran is 19.
Next Random note: Fernando and some of his friends showed up while we were there. They stopped and talked for a minute. Out of of our Marketing group, I think Fernando is closest with Fran. Fernando is always looking at me strangely. He's the one who started speaking in French that one day. I'm not crazy about Fernando. I remember noticing Fran & Fernando on the first day of class because they didn't look Basque- their hair was too light.
anyways.
mmk, could Fran possibly like me? I was thinking today... all of the little things that lead me to believe that he might have liked me could have just been the result of him (or someone) knowing that I liked him. I don't remember how that made sense earlier, but i was convinced of it. But then the fact that his brother and one of his best friends just happened to be at the bar. eh... I think that's a stretch.
Fran said that he invited Javi, but he said he wasn't sure if he would come. I always get the idea that Fran doesn't like Javi very much. They're very different types of people. Javi and Pablo are kind of close. Connie said that Pablo said that he & Javi were talking about last Friday. Apparently Pablo said something about how were together at Molly Malone's and Javi was like, "no, Fran said that his friend would be coming." And Pablo was like "no, it was just the two of them." (Juan had already left by the time Pablo came.) I find it very strange that they were talking about this. Connie says that she thinks Javi likes me because of how he was acting that night at Bataplan. Guess it wasn't very nice of me to ask him where Fran was then. oops!
Anyways... so Fran and I stayed and talked a while. Then we stopped. Then we left. He walked me home again. It was much better than last time. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. We walked slowly along the beach and talked a lot. And we stayed by my door talking a lot too. Once again, things kind of ended like "oh, see ya at school sometime!" I know that we actually will see each other a lot because we have one more marketing group trabajo to do.
Yea... so tonight... I still like Fran. I love talking and spending time with him. But there's no spark. Nothing feels magical. It's one of those cases where I want to marry him, but not necessarily kiss him. I still like him and I would love to spend a ton of time with him, but I'm done with obsessing over him. For real this time. If you talk to me and I'm obsessing, say "SHANNON, you idiot, there is NO attraction between the two of you!"
I could write a ton more, but I'm sleepy. y tengo que despertarme para que vayamos a la playa :o) The weather's finally nice.
buenas noches!
oh, btw... now that I'm finished with Bridget Jones, I'm hoping that my life will stop resembling her's. Now I'm reading Connie's trashy spanish romance novel :o)
So.... class at 8. Blah. home. cookies. sleep.
Woke up round 4. Shower, etc.
There was a meeting tonight for the UR/McGill students here for the summer. We were supposed to go to anwser any questions that kids had and to take them out for a few drinks. But after the meeting, during the "talk to UR kids" time, all of them just went to their rooms! It was a complete waste of time. That's okay, I don't particularly feel like talking to those people anyway. I'm sure that they could be completely decent people, but they seemed to be typical dumb Americans. They're only here to party. The program is such a joke. And the were all wearing flip-flops and skirts. They just don't get it. There's one exception- this poor girl Laurie. She's such a sweetheart. She really doesn't fit in with the rest of them- I don't know what she's doing here. She's from south side (a kinda ghetto part of richmond) and she is fanatically religious. She was in my intermediate spanish class freshman year, and I think she was in one of my accounting classes. We've never really talked. When she saw me, she came up and hugged me. "Finally, someone I know!" Poor thing. She had never been outside of the states before. She'd never been on a plane! And she missed her bus from Madrid because her flight was late. And she hardly speaks spanish. (There was no language requirement for this trip. Some of them can't speak a word!)
Anyways...
so yea, we were supposed to meet at 10:30 again. I got there about 4 minutes late and Fran was waiting outside. Spanish people always wait outside. I think it makes sense to wait inside when meeting someone at a bar, pues nada. So we waited for Jon. I told him that Abby told me that Jon was bringing Jon's intercambio. So we waited. Then we waited some more. It wasn't so bad because we were talking. I said something dumb like "I'm sorry about yesterday: I forgot that that wasn't your cell phone!" And he was like "what are you talking about?" And I was like "I called you..." and he was like "and..." and I was like "your Mom answered and I forgot how to speak spanish." And he was like "no, no pasa nada." He seemed to think I was crazy for apologizing.
But still, I would so much rather have just gone inside. But I decided to be spanish and wait outside. After about 15 minutes I was like "are you sure that he's not inside?" So we went in to look. And they were there. We felt dumb. It was nice to feel dumb together- I'm used to feeling dumb alone. I finished Bridget Jones: Sobrevivire today. What does Mark Darcy see in her? She's such a mess! How can I find a Colin Firth who finds my ridiculousness charming?
Anyways... so we sat kind of by the bar. On stools. I HATE stools. I much prefer to hide my elephant legs under a table. Oh well. Jon and Ixana already had beers, so I was like "I still owe you a drink from last week. What would ya like?" And he was like "orange soda." WHAT?! I thought "screw it, I'm getting a beer."
So... we all talked for a while. I think Jon and Ixana are either dating or that they've spent a lot of time together before. Then after an hour or so, Jon was like, "what are you doing tonight?" and I was like "I have no idea." and he was like, "well, we're leaving. hasta luego." Fran to me was like "we can stay here, right?" "sure." I know that JOn was going to a party with all the other BC kids. I think it was kind of shitty not to invite his intercambio (Fran.) So Fran and I moved to the bar. He was like "I don't understand, where do they go?" I think he was kind of hurt. Pobrecito.
Random note: Fran's brother and his friends were there. He pointed him out across the room, but didn't introduce him. Fran was like "he looks like me, no?" He does. He was really cute! He's 21. I don't remember his name, but he has 2 names. From his friends and how he was dressed, he seemed much cooler than Fran. But I like my dork :) He also has a 17 year old brother. Jon Carlos, I think. Fran is 19.
Next Random note: Fernando and some of his friends showed up while we were there. They stopped and talked for a minute. Out of of our Marketing group, I think Fernando is closest with Fran. Fernando is always looking at me strangely. He's the one who started speaking in French that one day. I'm not crazy about Fernando. I remember noticing Fran & Fernando on the first day of class because they didn't look Basque- their hair was too light.
anyways.
mmk, could Fran possibly like me? I was thinking today... all of the little things that lead me to believe that he might have liked me could have just been the result of him (or someone) knowing that I liked him. I don't remember how that made sense earlier, but i was convinced of it. But then the fact that his brother and one of his best friends just happened to be at the bar. eh... I think that's a stretch.
Fran said that he invited Javi, but he said he wasn't sure if he would come. I always get the idea that Fran doesn't like Javi very much. They're very different types of people. Javi and Pablo are kind of close. Connie said that Pablo said that he & Javi were talking about last Friday. Apparently Pablo said something about how were together at Molly Malone's and Javi was like, "no, Fran said that his friend would be coming." And Pablo was like "no, it was just the two of them." (Juan had already left by the time Pablo came.) I find it very strange that they were talking about this. Connie says that she thinks Javi likes me because of how he was acting that night at Bataplan. Guess it wasn't very nice of me to ask him where Fran was then. oops!
Anyways... so Fran and I stayed and talked a while. Then we stopped. Then we left. He walked me home again. It was much better than last time. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. We walked slowly along the beach and talked a lot. And we stayed by my door talking a lot too. Once again, things kind of ended like "oh, see ya at school sometime!" I know that we actually will see each other a lot because we have one more marketing group trabajo to do.
Yea... so tonight... I still like Fran. I love talking and spending time with him. But there's no spark. Nothing feels magical. It's one of those cases where I want to marry him, but not necessarily kiss him. I still like him and I would love to spend a ton of time with him, but I'm done with obsessing over him. For real this time. If you talk to me and I'm obsessing, say "SHANNON, you idiot, there is NO attraction between the two of you!"
I could write a ton more, but I'm sleepy. y tengo que despertarme para que vayamos a la playa :o) The weather's finally nice.
buenas noches!
oh, btw... now that I'm finished with Bridget Jones, I'm hoping that my life will stop resembling her's. Now I'm reading Connie's trashy spanish romance novel :o)