Ese tío está perdido!

So, not much has happened since my last post except for maybe I got a new flatmate, who then vanished and then got a new one all in the same day... really.
Anyway, today in class I had really bad allergies, which made it rather difficult to pay attention. However, my teacher showed me how to do some acupuncture technique to help with the congestion. It was pretty awesome having my teacher touching my face for like 5 minutes showing me how to do therapy to stop my self from sneezing in the middle of class... in front of the class...
she's really nice.
It's all fun in that class and the topic of dancing doesn't seem to go away mainly because she LOVES to dance and I wouldn't be caught DEAD dancing... because I can't lol. It's funny because every time the topic of dancing comes up and I tell her "no puedo bailar"(I 'can't dance) she makes me correct myself and say "no sé cómo bailar"(I don't 'know how' to dance) because she says that unless there is something that physically impedes you from dancing anyone "can" dance. To this I answer, I do have an impediment, these poor hips of mine don't know how, therefor, I CAN'T. She just laughs and I'm not sure why if this is a very serious matter. She has, however, offered to teach me. Unfortunately, I'm not quite sure it would help my dancing and Lord knows it would not help my dignity...

But! I guess I take pride in being living proof that not all Latinas can dance... but then again I do nothing to prove my point rather than refuse to dance... but it's ok, you just have to take my word for it. and we'll see, maybe the Lord will show mercy on my two left feet and I will suddenly have the audacity to break out in dance... or not. again, we'll see.
(*Audacity: Boldness or daring, especially with confident or arrogant disregard for personal safety, conventional thought, or other restrictions)

So saturday night was a very sad story having little to do with dancing and much to do with waiting outside of a discoteca waiting for someone to walk me home cus I did NOT want to be there. Apparently someone thought it would be funny to lie to me about what exactly we were going to do and I ended up at the top of the hill in the most unsafe neighborhood in Granada hoping one of my "friends" would get tired and walk me home. Finally one of them saw my unhappy face and offered to walk me back. I honestly did not belong there. Some people can get by and pretend and get along fine, I just straight out couldn't. It was frustrating and needless to say I don't want to talk to those "friends" anymore cus they suck... yeah. So I guess I can say I have "been" to a discoteca although I was on the outer part with the lounge chairs and all the nasty smoke but I can also say I DON'T BELONG THERE and if anyone ever tries to take me to one they will end up with a red mark on their face in the outline of my fist(or hand). The only nice thing about the discoteca was the view of the Alhambra that looked amazing, but that was all a bit hard to enjoy when I practically wanted to cry... Bad experience #2 in Granada...


So I have something to admit... I am addicted to kababs!!! Oh my goodness! In a world that lacks mexican food, kebabs are the next best thing mainly because it is one of the very few places where you can get hot sauce!!! They make the hot sauce there and it is amazing!!! So kebabs, for those who don't know, which may very well be everyone, are like a burrito made of meat that is cooked on a stick, a large stick. They are filled with veggies, cheese, and meat and the outer part is like a tortilla but it's not... worst description EVER but they are quite honestly a God send.


So, I am thankful to my mother who has taught me almost everything I know about cooking and so far I have not used a single recipe and have made everything with fresh ingredients and my food has turned out really yummy!!! Today I made veggie soup cus my roomie Vicky was oh so sick-y(sorry I had to) I think she came down with a small cold but I think my make-vicky-better-soup definitely cured her:-P We also had 2 friends over for dinner, Andrea and Daniel and they enjoyed the sopita too, so I'm totally not making this up! lol. Daniel said it tasted home-y which I take as a compliment considering his home tastes like mexico... which is awesome!
I am really happy about the place where I live because there is a 30 second walk to the fruit/vegetable market, a 40 second walk to the bakery, and a 40 second walk to the meat market... it's AMAZING!!! and veggies are super cheap! I spent 2.60£ on ingredients for dinner today and it fed 4 people and we had a ton of leftovers! I love spain<3
No really, living here has proved to be quite the experience so far. I love the culture, the people, the food, the language, and the beauty around every corner. If you have been on facebook, I have posted some new pictures. The architecture is so old and there is so much history in every step you take! I have fallen in love with Spain, but not to worry, I love my family and friends way more and I can't wait to see them again.
This leads me to my next topic. I talk to my family a TON. No, actually more. I am so blessed to be able to see them and talk to them almost daily. I love being able to tell them everything and I love that I can still bug my mom from thousands of miles away without running the risk of her smacking me!!!! Thank you technology! No really, it has given me so much peace in my heart talking to them and seeing them. Especially because it does get hard.
(cue sad music)
For some reason, every time I mention my little brother I break down and it's really weird. I can talk about the rest of my family no problem but when I get to my little bro, I break. I guess it's just different talking about him because when I describe him, I can't help but take pride in who he is despite the problems he has had in the past with punk kids. I dunno, don't tell him, but he is my weak point. It's funny how much you take for granted until you reflect on how absolutely awesome it is. But anyway, this week I have talked so much to my family which I feel is a huge blessing considering some people haven't been able to reach their parents/families. Thank GOD who has given me the means to do so.
Other than that, on sunday my dad called me from church and I was able to see the church family that raised me<3 the people at that church have a very special place in my heart. It was so good to see them all and especially a couple friends that I really care about and was really excited to see:) I guess the only bad thing was that everyone was eating tacos and we don't really have those here:( not good ones at least:(
Either way, it was good seeing beautiful faces and I hope to see more soon! I got to see my band as they prepared for worship night and that too was amazing. I miss them and I definitely miss playing, but I am praying that God provide me with a bass somehow... soon:)

Ok, so the title of this post refers to my walk home when I tried giving two drunkards directions to their parking spot. And so with this I will start my valuable 'things I have learned'.

66. Don't make an attempt to give a guy directions if 1. he is drunk, 2. only speaks french. 3. you don't know street names very well.
67.If you hear someone refer to someone as "tío" it does not mean they are related in any way. Here, "un tío" refers to 'some guy' or directly to "you" i.e. "mira tío, tenemos que ir al mercado", indirectly "ese tío está perdido".
68. Don't trust anyone that tells you, "the place isn't really a "club" you can just sit outside and look at the alhambra and some people go and dance."
69. In Spain, saying you are going to "el club" means you are going to a place to get a prostitute. "discoteca" is the correct term for the english word "club"... however if in america you say you are going to the "disco," you just sound like a nerd.
70. God gives us people, friends, and family that serve to encourage us when we need it the most.
71. I love Kebabs.
72. The yellow Fanta is my favorite in both the US and Spain, even if it is pineapple flavored in the US and lemon flavored in Spain.
73. Always have a favorite song, in case you are playing a game in class in which you are forced to sing your favorite song...
74. Allergies+asthma+glasses=nerd and/or Felicia today
75. Vicky and sicky rhyme... so does say and pay as in, if I say that again, I will probably pay for it...
76. mothers willing to send you products from home are awesome
77. you can make fun of your mother turning one year older as much as you want when you are thousands of miles away
78. Always watch the way you joke making sure you never lose respect even and especially for the people you call friends, that said, don't make jokes at me that attempt to degrade my character, decency, or reputation because I do not tolerate those kinds of jokes... apparently they make me very upset...
79. I don't go to discotecas, and I can't/ don't know how/ don't want to dance... 
80. I refuse to date anyone here in Spain... I want to make a point to say that, and am now making a point to let everyone here know in order to avoid any misunderstanding.

So until maybe tomorrow if anything cool happens if not I think I am caught up with things learned and go back to the 5 of the day:) Everyday is a learning experience!

Oh! P.S. Don't forget to pray for me!