Wednesday, January 26, 2011

A Tough Day in Class

Today is the worst day thus this far I have lived in Madrid. I started the morning extremely sluggish. Class was at 10am and that means I do not wake up around 6am, but I could sleep for another hour. However, due to the stressful and hectic schedule that ISA and University of Nebrija have arranged for us students, I was not able to siesta for the past 2 days. On Monday, I visited the Museo Reina Sofia and yesterday I was at the Prado Museum for the second time in 2 weeks. Walking and looking at the paintings in the Prado Museum drained most of my energy. By the time I was back home, I just wanted to have my dinner and sleep.

I woke up still feeling tired and exhausted from the visits. I had to finish my homework and it took me about an hour to complete it. Went to school and the first thing we started to learn was the family tree. Even though this is not my first encounter learning the relationships, but it was confusing.

After that class with Chari, Marrisa an older Spanish teacher started teaching us about food. It is 12 in the afternoon and she has to teach us about FOODD!!!!. Oi Dios Mio ( translation: Oh My God)!!!! I am hungry and tired from learning about the different relationship in the family and here she is teaching about the various vegetables and seafood. To make matters worse, in the seafood section there were 8 different kinds of fish. When I wanted to know the names in English, she could only tell me 3 out of the 8 fishes. Why on earth do you want to introduce us the different kinds of fishes when I do not go shopping for groceries? What pisses me off in the meat section is that there are 3 different kinds of sausages. When she showed us the pictures of the 3 different types sausages, it pretty much look the same to me. May be one is slightly redder compared to the other two but seriously!?!?

Chari taught the last class for the day. She taught us how to use de, del, al, a, and por. When I asked her what does “a” and “de” mean in English, all she could tell me is that it is really complicated and I cannot explain to you. WHAT!!!! You cannot explain to me but you expect me to understand how to use it. This is crazy. How would you expect me to construct a correct sentence without knowing how and where to put the “a” and “de”? Finally, for the first time in Madrid I spaced in class for a good 30 minutes. I could no longer handle the information. It was definitely information overload for me.

Luckily, after lunch I got to siesta (a nap) for about an hour. That did improve my mood. I was looking forward to Mercedes cooking because I was hungry. She cooked sausages and mashed potatoes. Some good old simple American food. I scoped the mashed potatoes and put it into my mouth, expecting it to be like Soka’s mashed potatoes where they would use milk and butter to bring out the flavor. But it was EXTREMELY SALTY!!! It tasted good but just too salty. I could feel the salt grains as I swallowed the mashed potatoes and the entire sausages and mashed potatoes was covered with a lot, I mean A LOT of soy sauce.

I could not tell her that her cooking was not good. I had to suck up and eat it. I just placed the sausages at the tip of the plate so that it does not soak up more soy sauce. Mercedes saw what I was doing and asked me why. I finally told her that it was really salty. She taught I did not want to eat the mashed potatoes, but I told her I would finish it. At the end of dinner I had eat three quarters of my mashed potatoes and I guess she figured out that I was just trying to finish it even though it was really salty. Thank goodness, she is a very intelligent woman and took those salty mashed potatoes away from me before I get high blood pressure from consuming too much of salt. She finally found the culprit, which is the sauce that she added into the mashed potatoes.

I am off to do my homework and may watch “The Mask” before I go to bed. I am sure things are going to be much better tomorrow. It better be!!!! :P

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