Well troops, not much to report on the home front today except that it’s Cinco de Mayo which means that I shouldn’t be trapped in the SLU Madrid library while my friends back in America are donning sombreros and toasting the independence of a neighboring country we kindly keep out with barbed wire. Do I want to be eating burritos right now? Yes. Do I want to be wearing a poncho and dancing to “La Cucaracha?” Double yes. Do I have an oceanography final tomorrow? Oh, yeah.
The good news is, I’m just a skip, hop and jump away from the The End. There’s just one exam on cetaceans (look it up), about two essay pages on the Spanish guitar, and a little take-home ditty standing between me and and that beautiful flight back to ‘murica. If I can just push through these next few days like the Little Engine that Could- I think I can I think I can- then I will be home free. Thank the Lord. It’s about time I swept all of this “school” business back under the carpet and got back to what we Madrilenos do best- festejar-ing.
Not to mention we still have a little something coming up in the meantime called SPORMAL. What is this so-called “Spormal,” you ask? Well, back in the U.S. of A. Greek organizations (sororities and fraternities) and sports teams put on spring formals around this time every year. It’s an opportunity for everyone to put on their Sunday best and spend an evening (or weekend) eating and dancing. Girl-sponsored formal events tend to be pretty darn classy, boys’… not so much. Either way though, they’re always fun and the perfect opportunity to create one more Facebook album. We all know that it’s more important for your friends to see you having a good time and to comment on that good time than it is to actually have a good time. Kidding!… kind of. Anyways, since we study abroad kids won’t get the chance this year to participate in those annual STL fun-fests, we’re throwing our own right here! Spain Formal. Spormal. I know, I know, it’s cute. And we’re going doing the whole shebang too- everyone’s scrambling for dates, preparing the corsages, picking out their future prof pic outfits… it’s a big deal. Now I don’t want to seem too excited about this, but I’ll have you all know that I’m pretty proud of the fact that I snagged the hottest date in Madrid. That’s right. The one and only Miss Esther Kim. I got down on one knee with daisies and gave her a save-the-date proposal in the Roman Forum over Spring Break, and then just a few nights ago recorded a killer personalized ode video on her Facebook wall asking her to the big dance. (Can you say “raising the bar?”) Lucky for me she said yes, and I am now just as happy as a junebug! I’m pretty nervous though. This is our first date and all, and I don’t want to mess things up by moving too quickly… Wish me luck everyone- she’s a-shooin to be a vision tomorrow and I’m bound to be a jittery mess. Hopefully all pans out well on the Kapital dance floor…
Mercedes Report: She promised us a second round of paella a few nights ago, but we’ve yet to have it. Humph. Let it be known that if she doesn’t follow through on this, there will be words. I’m very serious about paella.
Alrighty so just because I’m not having a good time in the library doesn’t mean you folks at home can’t enjoy a laugh. Here’s a stellar picture I snagged in the Cinque Terre that’s bound to provide some entertainment- enjoy!
Bow chicka wow wow!