I can barely believe that I only have three months left on my year abroad. It feels like just yesterday I was terrified, boarding a plane with Mum and Dad, and a bunch of drunk middle aged men at 7am. This year has gone ridiculously quickly. Or no, the last three or four months have gone ridiculously quickly.
I feel like I’ve kind of neglected my blog in those few months, not because I wasn’t having an amazing time, but rather because what I was doing became routine and maybe whole blog posts about going to the supermarket became unnecessary.
Because my life now has become about work, work and work. These Spaniards work ridiculously hard, and I’ll tell you something, I am looking forward to going back to Birmingham where my longest day at uni consisted of 4 hours. At the moment I’ve got 3 exams and a ten page essay to write, and we’re not even into final exam season yet.
I haven’t even been clubbing in months. Oh wait, no Barcelona. Whoops. But it doesn’t really count when it’s in another city.
I guess I’m just scared that time is hurrying up and I’m not making the absolute most of my year abroad. But the truth is I don’t have time to in the middle of all this studying!
I’ve been on some brilliant hikes, I’m a firm favourite in shops like Zara and Bershka, but is that really it? I feel like I should be spending every day on a terrace somewhere sipping Sangria. But when uni starts at 8.30am the next morning, it’s hard to get anyone to drag themselves out.
I guess I just really need to make the most of the time I have left. Which is why I’m going to Ibiza next week!
I promise it won’t be anything like Barcelona. It will be BETTER (and more memorable) than Barcelona. Tanning all day, dancing all night. I’m really excited to go.
So keep watching this space, because I’m sure there will be some exciting stories to tell.
Once my extra Spanish classes end at the CLM, in roughly two weeks, that will free up not only my afternoons, but my friends’ evenings, as their classes go on until half 9 at night. So maybe there’ll be more evening Sangria opportunities then. Or if not Sangria, at least Smooy.
In other news, 3 week countdown until Mummy and Grandma come to Granada! Or as Mum called it ‘Girls on Tour’. Can’t wait to have my twinnies in Granada and maybe do some shopping?
And if it’s 3 weeks to Mummy and Grandma coming, then it’s four weeks until Morocco!
So I guess I really do have a bunch of exciting things coming up…
With only – checks countdown – 75 days left, it’s a serious business now about making this year the best it can be. Don’t misinterpret my countdown, it isn’t because I can’t wait to get home (though I can’t), it’s more to remind me how precious this time is and that if I’m ever in the house all day watching Gossip Girl, I need to get outside and make the most of my final days in the sun.
Not that there’s anything strictly wrong with 5 episodes of Gossip Girl a day.
Until next times, besos.