Anyway, I don't really know what to write about because I have a terrible memory and I haven't written in a very long time so I've already forgotten everything.....
For starters, I went to la discoteca one night. That was certainly an experience! Mayra and I stopped by her mom's house to pick up her sister, Virgi. We first went to a little bar in La Plaza Mayor. It was PACKED FULL! After we got our drinks (Raspberry non-alcoholic mojitos) we went downstairs and sat in a little alcove. The drink was just AWFUL! It tasted like Dayquil mixed with Nyquil. I couldn't drink it.
Well, as we sat there I watched the people walking past us and I accidentally made eye-contact with a grossy. I knew immediately that I was going to regret that.
Sure enough, a few minutes later he came back and asked Virgi if her could sit there and she just kind of shrugged her shoulders in an "I don't care" sort of way. She tried to tell me to drink my drink faster so we could go but I really didn't want to drink it.
We just sat there really quiet until the yucky guy with the yucky hair (It's not quite a mullet not quite a rat tail. I don't know what to call it) tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I smoked. I told him, "No." And turned my entire body away from him as to say, "I have no interest whatsoever in talking to you."
He obviously didn't get the clue because he tapped me on the shoulder again and asked where I am from. I told him "Estados Unidos." Once again, I turned my body away.
He asked Virgi if she's from the US also, and she said yes! ahaha So, since she doesn't speak English, she had to stay quiet the whole time so he wouldn't talk to her.
But that didn't stop him from trying to talk to me! He tapped me on the shoulder AGAIN and said, in Spanish of course, "The US? That's really far, isn't it!?" I was all like, "DUH!" Except I didn't really say that. I just said, "Sii." And turned away hoping he would finally take the hint.
No such luck, he tapped me again ans this time asked why I'm here. I just told him I'm here to work at which point Mayra quietly told me to hurry with drink but I told her it tasted like a medicine from when I was younger and she laughed and said "Vale, vamanos!"
As we were leaving I could here the grossy's discontent. I heard him say something to the extent of, "Oh! Of course! Now you leave!" When we were out of ear-shot Mayra said, "Bye-Bye!"
At this point it was about 12 o'clock and we went downtown to a street that is litterally just discotecas. And it's packed full with people walking by and just hanging out outside the doors. We went into a couple but they were all pretty empty and Mayra told me it was because it was still really early. Which I was already ready to go to sleep so I couldn't see how 12 was still really early. At about 1:00 it started getting pretty full. We danced, and I drank a diet coke. There was a really nasty couple that was dancing behind us. They were just gross. And he had that same mullet/rat tail hair. Virgi's BF, Aitor (EYE-TORE) came. We left at about 2:30 and Mayra apologized for leaving so early but Virgi had to travel to Madrid in the morning. I still didn't think that 2:30 was leaving early. I was exhausted and I had church the next morning!
I surprisingly woke up just fine for church. I don't really remember which week that was, this all happened a while ago. But some week in the past I was called to be the Young Women's President. There are 2 girls that show up regularly and there is one inactive Laurel. Also, not last Sunday but the Sunday before was the missionaries' last Sunday. And we didn't even get new ones! That's kind of a bummer.
Before they left one of them gave me his email address and told me to add him on Facebook. He said, "My name's Chase, by the way." Which I thought was funny because that whole time, I never even thought about the fact that he had a first name. In my mind he was just "Missionary." Anyway, the other one's name is Jacob apparently. They left and I'm sure I'll never see them again. And now there are no Americans in my branch. :(
However, I had to give a talk in church the following Sunday. I spoke on Christmas and such things like that... Well, there was an American family that was passing through. It was a man, his wife and his parents. He had served in the Madrid mission several years before and they came back to visit. I talked with his wife for a little. She told me they're from Orem, Utah. Not surprised. They left right after sacrament and before they left he told me I did a good job on my talk and that my Spanish is really good. They wished me good luck and left. Then, after Sunday school I gave my YW's lesson which was about "Choosing an Ocupation" It went pretty well considering I don't speak Spanish very well. It's definitely more of a learning experience for me than it is for the girls! I can only pray that they get something out of my lessons!
I have plenty of time to prepare for the next lesson because I won't have to give one until after the first of the year. Christmas is in 2 days and I'm really not that excited. I've decided that I am really going to put all my focus on the birth of the savior and spiritual growth. I have so much to be grateful for and by being here I realize how blessed I am to have my family and my friends and the gospel of Christ in my life. Thank you all for supporting me through everything in my life. If you're reading this, TE QUIERO!!! (That means I love you.) Have the happiest of holidays! As a special Christmas gift, I may just write another post later. :)
PS CONGRATS TO MY SEESTER FOR GETTIN HITCHED!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU, POOKEY!!!
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| Oh yeah, they got a dog for Caye's birthday. It died after a week. But they got a new one. |
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| Poor Pipa. RIP |
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| Lazy eye........ |
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| Las Chicas monas! (That girl in the background is part of the gross PDA couple. |
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| Me, Virgi and Aitor |
