A fail... and some news.

Eek, it’s been a little while since my last update, I really want to start writing more regularly. I will! I promise! Lleida is keeping me very busy though. Between going to uni, studying for uni, preparing english classes, giving english classes, learning thousands of songs for the choir, spending hours cleaning the kitchen, sleeping, etc etc I don’t make myself too much time to do things like this.

First, we’ll talk about my latest fail. Yesterday I failed. So bad. It was all going swimmingly. Went to uni at 9, back home at 10.15 to catch forty winks before going back into uni at 11 til 12. Home for lunch, email reading, and preparation for the two classes I give on Tuesdays, which I did thoroughly and pretty well if I do say so myself. Then a little siesta before going to heading to work at 17.30. First class went well and I was paid 20€ because the Señora I work for didn’t have 15€ in change, so she would just pay me 20€ this time and 10€ next time. Lovely. Then time to (power)walk to the other side of the city for my next class which I managed to do in record time in order to arrive at the agreed hour. This class also went very well, since in the first one I could barely get them to speak, and this time I managed to get them conversing really well. One of the girls even told me she thought a postcard of Morecambe I gave her to describe was “beautiful”. Lol is all I can say to that. So yeah, so far so good, class over and another 27€ richer on top of what I earned before. It was just after 9 so I just about had time to go to Carrefour to get some essentials: bread, croissants and chocolate. Mmmmm *rubs tummy*. Then time to walk home, get home, put my keys on my desk, search for my money in my pocket, and, it’s not there. It’s gone. 40€ gone. Gone. Luckily I have a broken phone I can throw around violently to help me avoid screaming. Can’t even describe how annoyed/upset/angry I am. I couldn’t even sleep properly wondering how on earth I could manage to lose 40€ from my pocket. I failed. And that is the last time I keep monies in my pocket, I’ve lost things that way before, never so much though. Next time I am always bringing my wallet to work. No more fails that involve losing money please.

Anyway on a happier note, after discovering that I had lost the money I spent the day earning, my flatmate informed me I had mail! *_* And I temporarily forgot about my rage squeaking “quina il·lusió!!!” I got two letters from friends in England and it really helped to give me something to focus on other than lost money. I still have yet to visit a post office here but hope to do so this weekend I think, and hopefully they will sell envelopes, because I couldn’t find any in the four-floor llibreria.

I have a kinda love-hate relationship with the horari here. I like the fact that you can arrive as late as you like to class and it’s fine. I like sleeping in the middle of the day, BUT… BUT that’s usually the only free time I have during the week to go shopping, unfortunately it’s the time when all the shops are shut, and they don’t open again until I’m busy working or practicing songs. Great. Luckily the vast majority of the supermarkets are open all day so I’m okay for food and stuff.

Classes are going quite well. They’re not easy but I heart Catalan so I’m enjoying them, and luckily I have great classmates. 20thC Literature and Catalan Syntax are my most difficult classes but they’re okay, and all the teachers are nice too. I love History of the Catalan Language, and am also really enjoying Catalan Dialectology, the only thing about that is I wish I weren’t the ONLY student in the class, and we’re taking a trip away somewhere for two nights, just me and the professor… -_-’. Anyway, French Grammar is also okay…ish, it’s honestly fairly complex, I’ve never studied latin and stuff before, and what we’re doing at the moment is studying the evolution of words from the latin to today’s french. Also, the teacher constantly mixes the three languages (French, Spanish and Catalan) which is fine in that I can understand perfectly, but I’m trying really hard not to mix languages and I don’t think this is helping me. I’m forgetting French though so I really need it.

Ummm, what else… oh I spent six hours cleaning the kitchen on Saturday and I actually really enjoyed it. I also enjoy mopping the floors. Well, as long as I can have loud music on whilst I’m doing it. Yeah.