juanitooooo!

Juanito is the name of my boss´ son. He´s 6, has this chubby-wubby face and is alwayys getting lost. So, about now, 4 pm when francis wants to leave, the entire school hears the bellowing sound of ...you get the idea

Well, its been a while since i wrote here and most of that has been because of a lack of computer time. I traveled with my sister for 2 weeks round spain(andalucia again) and then went to ireland, where i was still sick with a sinus infection! And then have been trying to catch up to all the lovely birthday notes i receieved. THANKS ALL!

As for where things stand now...Im leaving spain feb 7 and flying into dublin. From there, i have this meeting with te bunac people about the work process and such and hope to find an apartment and job in galway. To be honest, im a bit tired. I dont know if i can make it--meet all new people again...its HARD work. And spain has certainly drained me. But, at least they speak in english! So, there´s hope. Do i feel regret about leaving? In ways. I´ll miss the kids and i´ll miss certain people...yet not deeply. I´ve yet to make any life long friends here, except for possibly Rj, the guy from pittsburgh in the next town over. I still dont think anyone here knows me--and i´m not exactly sure why that is. Language barrier, sure, but its more than that. It´s that, while people here are very open with each other..they dont seem to get into any nitty gritty details. There´s nothing lasting. And maybe thats different in other parts, i can´t say. But, i do feel very very lucky to have such great friends at home...

I suppose alot has happened. I mean, it has. And i don´t think i can recapture it all here now. Plus, after a nearly 2 month absense, who is even still reading it? Im not! But, for ol´ times sake. Seeing the lil lulu was great fun...except when she decided that she hated spain and all its traditions and customs and blaimed it on me. It aint my fault people are nuts and only go to dance clubs and dont sleep til 7 am! ayay. And ireland, well. It´s such a great country. the only thing i wish, is that i was going back with friends. right now, i know Thekiso(who i kinda kept in touch with these years), Brian(kinda as well) and Kinga(my awesome lit prof who seriously believesin magic). Henry...my friend who visited in dec...i don´t know. We used to have some friggin awesome times but...i don´t know. Things have soured considerably and as much as i miss our friendship and miss him, i think it´d be better to be on my own then to feel like i´m no longer wanted. Why you ask? got me. But that seems to be how it is. and it suuuuuuuucccckkkks. And it even got me wondering about my judgement of people, whether i´m a big fool. I don´t know. I hope not.

So that´s pretty much where we stand...that and trying not to go boredoutta my mind til i leave. It´s an experience, says Francis. And he´s right. But i feel like for me, this experienec is just bout over.