too school for cool.

February 7, 2011, I began my courses in Granada, Spain. I'm taking five classes that are dispersed between Monday - Thursday. Again, no Friday classes for this chica :) I'm enrolled in an Oral and Writing Course, Civilizations and Culture of Spain, Spanish Grammar, Islamic Culture, and Literature. Literature is going to be hell. For starters it's at 8:30 in the morning Tuesdays and Thursdays, and I haven't had a class that has started that early in about 2 years. And segundo, I barely understood the literature courses I have taken in the past in English. Therefore, this will be interesting. So far, I love love loveeeee my professors. I've heard horror stories of fellow estudiantes that have been screamed at for yawning, drinking coffee, or falling asleep in class. Well, I understand the falling asleep part, but that probably happens to those people who have early classes with monotone professors; not the students fault. My professors are really understanding and don't really support exams or homework and just want us to participate, have fun, and learn the language by listening and speaking. My Islam professor told us that we were going to have a false exam. I don't really know exactly what that means?, but I think I'm gonna like it.  And my Civilizations and Cultures professor said she's only giving us two exams because it's mandatory. However, each is only worth 10%. Awesome!? Also, my professor for this class, I forget her name, I'm really bad with names and names of things, well she kept standing next to me during class the first day, because already me and my friends got moved to the front for I really don't know the reason why because it was within the first 2 minutes, but we kept smelling this awful body odor smell and couldn't figure out who it was coming from. Well we found our answer due to the idea that when our professor stood right next to us the smell NEVER left. Tempted to bring Febreze to the next class and to find that she was wearing the exact same outfit...two days later.. I would like to believe that this woman lives in the caves that are located in Granada because there is just no other excuse for that rancid scent. On a better note, I surprised myself as to how well I can understand my professors and keep up with everything they're saying, and participate. Feels good to know you're making progress :)