It's been great reading everyone's journals to see what they've done over the holidays but now it's my turn ( Read more... )

What have I done this weekend? I can't seem to remember. It's seems as if I'm losing my memory which is scary because I'm only 23. Friday I went to have beer with Juanjo, Natalia and Monica who is the cutest thing in the world. Juanjo's friend also went with us. She was nice but Juanjo is a fucking tool. I only went because he told me he'd buy me a ( Read more... )

I'm now getting over my flu and I have no desire to go out. Juan is boring the hell out me. He never stops talking. Sometimes he knocks on my door and I don't answer him. He still keeps yelling asking if I'm sleep and then I finally come out of my room and he asks me something stupid like if I want to have a coffee with him or something. He's lucky ( Read more... )

Yeah so Saturday turned out to be fun! Right after I left my last entry about how I said I was bored my roommate sent me a text message saying that we were having a party. At first I didnt know if I wanted to have one because I imagined a sausage party with he and his friends talking about all the pussy they get with no girls around if you know ( Read more... )

I love my new house. I like prosperidad. There is everything you need in the neighborhood. My roommates are cool. This is the first time I've liked my roommates. Normally I hate whoever I live with. Juan is a pig though. I think his mother did everything for him in Valencia. They always want to speak English though which I think is stupid because ( Read more... )

So I'm moving this weekend. I no longer will live with the Peruvians and every family member they've ever known!!!!!!!! I was sick of living with them seriously. Although living with them was better than living with Pablo. I hated living with Pablo because the house sucked and he sucked as well. I swear it was the worst flat in Madrid. No heat, ( Read more... )

Yeah so I'm obsessed with playing Los SIMS. At least it stops me from drinking as much. I used to go out and just get fucked up. Now I only do that once in a while ( Read more... )

Randy, the dancer from America is pissed at me and I mean PISSSSSSSSSSSSSED! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I love it! I love people who hate me. Little do they realize the power I feel when someone hates me. The feeling I get when I dont give a fuck about someone but yet their whole day is changed by the simple action of me entering a room makes me ummmmmmm hard ( Read more... )

La Virgen Almudena. In Spain every city has a patron and patrona (I don't know what those are in English). So Madrid's patrona is Almudena and we celebrated her day on Wednesday. So like every other holiday here everyone goes out the night before clubbing as did I. I should stay in the house HAHAHA ( Read more... )

Where do I begin? So I went out on Sunday night. I was kind of depressed but either I can't seem to remember why or I don't know why. I called Jose (he wants to be called Iran, his "artistic" name, butI think it's a stupid name). For beginners I never call Jose but I was desperate not to be in the house. So we meet on Gran Via in front of McDonald' ( Read more... )