Granada

So this past weekend (13-15 June) we went to Granada to tour La Alhambra. Don't get me wrong it was pretty, but I just can't appreciate the beauty of it. First of all, we had a 4 hour long bus ride on the tiniest bus ever with one an asshole of a bus driver. Seriously, he's worse than UGA bus drivers. Alas, enough of him.

On the way to Granada we stopped at a little town called Ronda. It was amazingly beautiful, but I couldn't appreciate the beauty. We had lunch there and we had time to walk around. My roomie and I ate lunch with our program head and program assistant. Roomie and the program assistant pissed me off. I already knew my roommate was childish. I didn't expect my program assistant to be. I mean she's a year older than me. She should be more mature than a 19 year old. I have effectively grown to not like her. She annoys the hell out of me. One minute she wants to be childish and the next minute she wants to come at me like I ma beneath her and she is my mother figure. This b-ch had the nerve to question me about MY tattoos. About why I got them and what they mean to me. (Excuse my language) BITCH, that does not concern you. I almost cursed her out over the weekend. Not to mention her bitchy ass attitude she had towards everyone. all weekend. Anyways, back to how they pissed me off. They sit around and talk to about me like I can't see nor hear them. It pisses me off. Like, what is really going on in your insignificant lives that concerns me. Whatever is happening around me does not concern you. They were discussing the fact that our host brother has a crush on me and how I deal with it. How I deal with it is MY business. If I don't want the program head to talk to him then that's my business. Not yours. Assholes. I can handle myself. You two should worry about your own life and poorly made decisions.

Back to the beauty that I can't appreciate. I feel that since i've been here so long I just can't appreciate Spain's beauty anymore. Like, I appreciate it, but it's not amazing to me anymore. It's just there. I don't know if it's because I have been here for so long or because I feel disconnected from everything or a combination of both. I feel disconnected from home and my friends. That could play into why I can't appreciate it. I also know that I am tired of being here. Life in Spain is kind of boring. I would only visit here for a week at most if I had the chance to come back. I would never live here. I have grown accustomed to American lifestyle,and I don't see myself changing for European lifestyles. Everything is so different here. Everything, but they do have cute clothes. =)

I'm just ready to come home. On the bright side, Barcelona this upcoming weekend!!!

Later,

K