#26.08.2014

EMMERDALE 30 DAY CHALLENGE

Bugün -iki yıl üstüne- memlekette buluştuk onunla. Şöyle düşündüm ve ona da söyledim: 'İki yıl önce ben geldim diye aramasaydım seni hiçbir şey şimdiki gibi olmayacaktı. Sürekli görüşmememize rağmen her görüştüğümüzde sanki aradan hiç zaman geçmemiş hissi veriyorsun, bu çok güzel.'

Dedi ki: 'Artık insanlar samimi değil, her şey değişti. Gerçekten değer veren insanlar var, ama nadir. Hayata bak ne kadar değişti. İki yıl önce samimi olduğum arkadaşım aramıyor. Ama iki yıl önce sadece gülümsemekle yetindiğim insana dertlerimi anlatıyorum.'

List of Dreams to come true: Seeing Real Madrid live and getting addicted √

Hey everyone, how's the rainy life at home? I'm quite fine and a rather musical mood today. I'm safistied with how I am and how things are going. On Monday morning I went out to El Corte Ingles at Sol to finally buy all my groceries and stuff, and it went really well! I had quite some problems to find sweet corn and peas, but finally found some! There were in a very strange place, I would have never expected them to be right next to the counter where the fresh meat is stored instead of next to other tinned food... well, whatever.

Here some things I found amusing (or striking) at the supermarket:

Spaniards love olives. Unfortunately, I hate them. There was a whole rack filled with olives over olives over olives. Not to mention: olives. Fresh, in tins, boxes, jars, baked into bread, pickled, as spread, everything. I wish they would taste better.

Condoms and lube are called Bienestar Sexual. So basically, sexual wellbeing. What seems to mean that you can finally relax when you use birth control. I like that and it's also a little funny, somehow?

Spainards also love tomatos. There was a whole rack filled with different tomato tins, jars, (see list above)... They are also offered by Knorr as sauce. Besides that, there are no sauces that you only add water to to cook. I forgot how the English word is, it's Fertigsauce in German.

You can't buy toilet paper at a supermarket (I walked around 10 times and didn't find anything. Same goes for tissues and kitchen rolls)

I can pay with my debit card - not only my credit card which is very very convenient.

People seem to be extremely relaxed when queueing. There was a middle-aged and grumpy-looking woman behind me when I was taking all my stuff from the cart to the cashier (like 20 items) and she only had one little cauliflower and didn't complain at all. I still almost freaked out when packing. I hate to be in the way.

I later went to Tiger, which is next to Sol, to buy a trash bin and a dish brush. While being there I remembered that the next day my university started more or less, so I also bought some paper to write :'D

I left home around half past five to go to the stadium. Well, that was the plan. I left my room around half past five. Then I stopped in the living room because there was some naked male model standing on the couch to reach for the internet router that has its place on the shelf above it.

His name is Joel. He's my Spanish flatmate. I was shocked. He only wore pants (showing his underwear), but no shirt.

Here some quotes from our conversation:

"So ... you da new?"

"Yes, I moved in last Wednesday."

"I undastand. I only look here..." *points to the router*

"Ah, you're looking for the WIFI password? It's here." *shows him the note with the name and the password*

"Oh... yes." ... "So, my name is Joel."

"Hi, I'm Greta."

"Where you from, America or...?"

"Germany, actually."

"Oh, Germany. Ok."

*reaches out hand*

*?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?*

*thinks* oh shit, he doesn't get it

*gets it* *takes hand* Hi. We do it different here. *kisses me on both cheeks*

I was shocked.

Shocked!

Yes, that much shocked.

I then quickly went for the Metro to go to Tribunal and then change for Linea 10 to go to the Bernabeu. While being on the Metro I already met a lot of Córdoba fans who were in a brillant mood. They sang and tooted and made a lot of noise. I liked that.

The match was maginificent. Not in the meaning of football, but in everything else. I have never watched a match being so into it. Never. I had no problems with anything or anyone, I almost knew all the fan chants (ehehehehehehehe) and had a lot a lot a lot of fun. Also: CÓMO NO TE VOY A QUERER?

The way back was very easy, too. Quick and safe!

The following night was horrible (the worst so far) and I had to get up early for today's schedule at the university. Going there costs 2€ one-way, so I have to keep paying until my Abono Card arrives. I hope soon.

It was a litle difficult to find the right room because the campus is under construction currently but I bumped into some other German girl:

Quote:

"Excuse me, are you searching for the Intensive Spanish Course, too?"

"Yes. Wär arr ju vromm?"

"You're German, right?"

"Yeah, how d-"

"Okay, gut. Dann ..."

Well.... :'D

We had some little welcome event by the director of the Camous and the International Coodinator Maria (Campus Vicálvaro). The latter seems to be quite a beast when she's not happy with how you are doing things. She always interrups her collegues. But made jokes, too, so I don't know yet.

Then we were parted in two (huge) groups to take the Spanish test. What noone knew, it were orals, on our owns. We had to enter the office of the respective teacher that sorted us into different groups. I think I'm with the boss of the Spanish teachers, I don't know his name but he acted really bossy. I'm in the group with the highest level.

There are huge amount of Germans here (mostly women). Also some Italians, some French, a girl from the Netherlands (Joys), a boy from Finland and a guy from Romania (Iulian).

We'll seem about that. Most people were really nervous about everything.

After getting some information about enroling at the university, how to see your grades and how to apply for courses, we could go home. Iulian instantly tried to set up some lunch together and in the end, some guys actually meet up. I met them at 2 pm at Sol and we went to an Italian restaurant on the opposite street of my apartment ( 8) ). There was football on, Ajax against PSV what was quite frustrating for me, so I asked if anyone else liked football. Mattia, the Italien fashion victim, said yes and also Iulian and even some of the girls. They all were so jealous of me because of the match yesterday. One even said we should all go attend a match together. I don't know if I want to show them my madridista face. They'll probably be afraid afterwards. Also, I don't need chicks at the stadium.

Chỉ là khó khăn nho nhỏ ban đầu thôi. Gai góc còn rải đầy trên con đường trước mặt. Không muốn cũng phải cố mà bước qua.

Giờ chỉ mong từ giờ tới sáng trời lộng gió và không mưa.