First day of clase.

 1/11/11
I didn't really know what to expect of this 4 hour Spanish class. Honestly, I didn't even know if I would be able to make it through the first day because of how long this class was. We have two professors, one for the first two hours and then one for the second two hours. My first professor is a little out there, but she's really fun and I can understand what she teaches us. She makes us stand up and get in circles when we do activities because she thinks it's important we all get to know each other well. I kinda like that and it makes the class go by faster. She gives a five minute break in the middle and tells us to go get coffee because we all look tired and to give us the opportunity to go "pepe". I laugh every time. Also, we get a twenty minute break in between these two time periods. On the other hand, my professor for my second class scares me. I don't know if part of it has to do with her smokers voice tied in with her Spanish accent that makes her intimidating or the simple fact that she barely ever smiles. I feel bad because I doze off and space out a lot, but then at the same time I don't because she makes it so easy to do so. We needed to buy a book for this class. However, it's not like in America where you spend close to $200 on each book and open it once or twice throughout the semester and have wasted all that money. Here the book only costs 16 euro. Even better, I was able to check it out at the library for free :) Also, this has nothing to do with anything Spanish at all, but as we were leaving school there were these two boys handing out papers to advertise karaoke night at this bar. It was for a Spanish Pub called Hannigans and these Irish boys had the cutest accents. I was so excited and because I was looking back at them, I accidentally walked right into the Arab lady in front of me. She laughed and told me it was okay (in english). Clearly she knew I was American and I hated that. I had my bangs pinned back that day because it was only my first day with them and I didn't like them yet, which was probably the only reason why I didn't look European. Haha totally kidding! But back to my story about the Irish boys, it made me really want to go to Ireland and I can't wait to go :))