Every Dog Has Its Day: junio 2010

This is so strange. Jack Johnson’s voice is playing around this urban room, with the sound of cars and people outside overlapping with the acoustic guitar. It really feels like summer already and it’s strange yet great to be sitting in this room I’ve grown so fond of with Bea and Alma, studying and playing DS and doing nothing much. This year has been one of the best of my life so far. I’ve never lived t

hrough so many different phases in such little time; from the very start, listening to Sea Wolf and feeling alone and sad in this unfamiliar place, watching anime while eating alone pre-cooked pasta, to now, where I’m practically 24/7 together with Bea and Alma having fun.

I remember meeting Bea at fisrt and then Carolina and forming the foundations of our very large group; it was walking to Diego Marín under the sun talking about anime and singing ‘’El pollo’’ in our Novatadas, with Carolina terribly drunk running around, Bea having her ensaimada being eaten and me just having fun covered in flour, wine, dirt and god knows what else. It was that feeling of atrting something, of studying things I like, of being used to the animal corpses already, the knowledge that this is the first step to achieving one of my greatest goals in life: being a vet.

Time passed and soon Lidia, Laura, Lilly and Edu came into the group, along with JL and Willy (although these last two wouldn’t be so present in the group after some time). It was novemeber, I think, going to Molecular Biology in the evenings with them and going to the very empty cafeteria afterwards, laughing with the bartenders and listening to our own music, Lady of the Sunshine in winter evenings and Venecia sung by me and Carolina. We were a small, happy pack; we had fun in our anatomy practices, naming all the animal skulls (Sombra Gris, Jingle and bells, Bobby and Percy). We had surpassed our initial shyness and were happy with each other.
That was also the time Alma came in, a stranger in our tribe, and so at first we shunned her quite a lot. Silly us, silly me. I remember she pointing out my Soul Eater badge and her, ‘’eres friki??’’ question, which was the start of everything (without us knowing). There was also going to Lilly’s at night to be with Laura, Lidia and Caroli

na and going back in the silent night with Friday behind me and feeling truly at home for the first time. Also playing Zelda at her house the night before going to the manga salon with Lidia and Carolina, which was quite fun, and going back to La Manga with Nacho (Suso’s little bro) in his mom’s car, and also with Angel, that annoying kid I remember from when I was little and who know is a great person I quite enjoy talking with. He’s quite calm and mature for being just 15 and wants to be a Literature teacher; what more can one ask? I liked that day I came back from Murcia with a real bad hangover and went to jam with all of them, spending some time afterwards with him and nacho at his house and feeling also quite at ease. And so, December rolled by with failed exams and my parents being a little panicky (although the worse was yet to come), and life continued pretty much the same. It was me going alone to Mercadona at night listening to Lost in translation, or my first visit to the library with that Tom Waits CD that makes me remember this orange room at night, with his raspy voice filling the silence. My Christmas Cheer spread to all my friends and we sang along to the old songs in the street; it was also when our tradition of telling jokes before a test (oh, Anatomy, you cruel thing). There was that particualr good day with jenny in Murcia, walking around, admiring all the decorations, taking lots of pis, the tea place, and then afterwards going to her house because I didn't feel like being alone. I's been great to have her so close after a long year of separation; she became the pillar I depended on. I'm so glad to ahve such great friends!

And well, we reached our vacations with a lot of work to do for the Jan-Feb exams but still very happy on my part. Christmas in Campo was great as always; I’m not gonna write it all over again, there’s an entry here somewhere.

January came then, with the start of the exam period. I came back to Murcia and spent a very fun week with sara in which we had dinner together every night, watching Samurai Champloo and screaming like Mugen around the hallways at 2 am on quests to get oreo cookies from the dispensing machine. Good times. After that I went to La Manga to study and had quite a bad time until the Bio exam with my parents; they’d panicked because of the failed anatomy tests and it was quite frustrating to have them doubt me with way, but oh well. I passed all my exams so it’s ok now. The best thing was being alone like I always do, living at night, drawing a lot while lazily studying, getting to know Yuu thorugh msn (we talked every night). The last day was especially good; I was walking to Lola’s house to help her with her maths test and it was Friday all over again, with that familiar silence I adore and the yellow streetlamps, and I realized suddenly why summer had been so bad for me. Why all the mood changes and feeling bad without really knowing the reason. I think it was the sudden change, even though desired, made me feel that way and also, like I hand’t properly said goodbye to La Manga. And so that wonderful 3 weeks between January and February were that goodbye I never had. I was standing still in tme dille of the street feeling Friday’s presence behind me and I was ready to start my uni life for real, to fly away. And it felt great.

Also, during the February exams Alma slowly became a part of the group; she and Bea had already begun to be friends, with their strange parties (just them two and JL) and one morning I added her on msn. We truly started to become friends at >Bea’s b-day party, a quite fun night where Edu became a sex idol with his hig-banging and we were all fascinated by Alma’s god-like speed at StepMania. I remember being tipsy and having a conversation on ninja cats with Lidia under the coffee table, lol. March went by slowly with exams and me, Bea and Alma slowly

forming this relationship we have now. It was a month of wonderful concerts: Yo la tengo and their wonderful sound, (cabeza de Viejo…) , me suddenly bursting into tears the next day (will I ever be rid of this feeling?), Air with their strange music (and all the gay public, my god; a 50 or so woman tried to seduce Sara and me) and, the best of all, Mono. I tythink that was the best concert of my life; the sound was just everywhere, isndie us, under us around us; the Japanese guitarist and his bony limbs almost crying with the sound he himself was creating, writhing on the floor because it was too much. It was like being born again; we cried so, so much. Sara described it as losing our virginity; it was truly something amazing and wonderful.

Hmm. It feels great to be having a night for myself, here in la manga, with tea and soft music. It’s been a long time since I’ve done this. Anywho. The last week of march before Easter was surely one of the best; we were about to finish our last exams and were just happy and hyper, lol. The best day was on Friday; Catfish came by in the evening and we were together with Sara until night, when we all went out. The night started out at Alma’s house, singing anime songs and eating potato chips and cheap pizza, just us 3, alma and bea. After a while Lidia and Willy came as well with the drinks and I started consuming the cheap vodka bottle at an amazing speed. I got wasted pretty quick and it was quite fun; especially the moment when I was explaining to Alma just how sober I was and was suddeny distracted by the gotele in the ceiling (but noo, I wasn’t drunk). I can’t remember much of that night; just bits of Bea and me yelling NO!! and hitting people with a newspaper (seco y cortante, como la cruz del PSI!), dragging Alma around by her tie and calling he

r Sebastian (good old butler) and Bea falling asleep while walking and reaming about 17.9 and other random numbers. Out loud. We somehow got to the dancing places and I can’t remember much of that; just the great moment (I’d sobered up by then) at 7am or so where me, Bea, JL and Alma walked halfway to Alma’s house and it felt just, wow. One of those moments of mine where I’m outside the scene, just feeling overly happy and enjoying every second of my life. I love them so much! It was incredible how I preferred to stay with them rather than go back to Marina and Sara. I could’ve never imagined I would become so attached to people other than family, not in this way. After returning home, a real bad hangover and a failed trip to buy food, me and Marina returned to Campo for a wonderful 2 weeks of Easter holidays. Blog post somewhere on that.

After Easter I came back to Murcia feeling the old sadness and a tad of anxiety for leaving campo, but it soon passed. By some mutual, unsaid agreement me, Bea and Alma were always together, with Jl also staying with us a lot sometimes. I can’t remember much of that period; all I know is that it was us 3 becoming friends slowly but surely and also, the nemawashi! That was the day, I think, that me and Alma truly became friends. The previous night was JL and lidia’s b-day party, which we spent at juan luis’ house havign fun taking pics, drinking from lab tubes and it was also the first night I slept with Alma in the same bed (if only we’d known that was to become a habit). The next day david came to pick us up for the Nemawashi to cheer alma as she beat everyone’s asses at StepMania and I bought me a very cool naruto poster for my room. Afterwards me and alma went to Murcia and had a marvelous Merienda and I took pictures while we laughed and were just calmly chatting and having fun. We then went to see all the manga stroes and had quite a lof of fun seeing how people looked at us (me especially-Point!). All in all, a great day :D It was also in april that we tried filming my first short film, lol, which was actually a complete disaster; no one had learned the script, we were lacking time, we were inexperienced…lol. We ended up lazing around at Bea’s house, eating cheap pizza. April was the start of what we have now, really.

However, May has been, by far, the best month of my first year of uni life. the transition (30 April-1st May) was occupied by the SOS, a grat musical experience that i shall never forget! (huge blog entry for that as well). But, more importantly, May has been about getting to really know both Alma and Bea, in trusting each other as if we’d known each other all of our lives. It’s been spending every single fucking day together, at uni, me and alma telling each other all our past on one evening in the library, at my house because we can’t live apart anymore; having our ramen-movie night every Thursday, having fun cooking Udon while I beat Ganon’s ass, Bea sleeping ion the futon and me with Alma on the bed. One day I quite liked was the one I spent with Alma, first aro

und Murcia (Dunkin Donuts, you heavenly thing) and then to spend the night at her house just chilling and reading. The next day Bea came to pick us up so we could go to have Bea become a Murciana! That was also the day our ‘’Querido Lider!!’’ thing started; Bea always walks ahead of us (she needs personal space) and me and Alma are, basically, the two pains-in-the-ass-unicorns that keep saying ‘’Querido Lider! Te queremos, lider! Amame!!’’. We had fun taking pictures at the park while Bea was doing her paperwork, and also the call about my story being published in the very famous newspaper La Verdad (and me thinking I’d won the 2500 euros and running around like crazy). I had a wonderful breakfast in some random cafe and after that, we went back to uni for our Agricultura classes and then to spend the rest of the day together.

My phone got stolen also!! Damn those fucking bitches!

One weekend Alma came with me to La Manga for a 4 wonderful days of chilling out as if it were summer. We took the bus on Thursday evening and arrived there at 8 or so, I think. We went directly to mom’s house to take Lucky for a walk and organize all my clothes and afterwards we headed to dad’s house for a nice dinner of bolognesa spaghetti and we watched Antique Bakery (second time for me), which we loved, lol. The next day (Friday) we got up early to go to the bank (through the beach) and have my new account fixed, after which we went to ‘’El cañonero’’ and spent the rest of the morning swimming in the freezing water, jumping from the cliffs, taking pics and listening to summer music. We went back with a bottle of cider and a bag of potato chips and went to pick my friends up at highschool (but all of them were pretty much busy and neither Diego nor Juan were there, lol). We then went back home to eat Grandma’s marvelous grilled chicken and an hour or so later mom picked us up to go shopping in Cartagena; w

e went straight to Mcdonald’s first because mom was starving and that was the first time me and Alma tried out the marvelous dark-chocolate-in-the-bottom-with-white-on-top sundae isce cream that I, like mom likes to say, ‘’almosty better than sex’’, lol. We then went to buy me another phone, which I really don’t like, but Bea and Alma bought me a Pokemon keychain so it’s ok :3 After seeing a LOT of very, very ugly clothes (Popeye…lol!!) we went back home, lazed around some and at 11 we took out the bikes and went on an expedition to the Chinese restaurant for yummy take-away food, which we happily ate bathed in soy sauce while watching first ‘’Endless Summer ‘’ (what a ridiculous and depressing movie, lol) and then ‘’Go Go G-Boys’’ to lighten up the mood. Because of that we woke up late on Saturday, ate Chicken with wine (mmm) and lazed around until 6pm, at which time we took our bikes and went to the vet (but it was closed so big fail there on my part) so we just wandered around Cala Flores and took lots of pics. We came back, had a good long shower and had dinner something we can’t remember (lol) and watched Summer’s tail (one of my fav movies; that wonderful September!). We went to bed relateviley early because we wanted to get up to go to the market but I was being a lazy bitch and we ended up sleeping until noon again. We got up at 12 or so and at 1 Carmelo came to pick us up to go to el campo; however, none of the cousins went, so it was just me, Alma and the dogs most of the time, although we did spend a lot of time with the grown ups chatting. It was a quiet, fun day. Belen came to pick us up at 6 or so and we went back to Murcia.

last weekend was great as well; it started out with me and Alma going on Friday night t the Rendibu party, since I'd won a price for writing a story. We arrived early and got quite stared at by all the old people that were there (we were dressed as usual; our usual is no often acepted by society, and more so if we're acting gay, lol). Inside the place was filled with all the art that had reached the final stage; strange short-films, video-art, the stories (we only liked 1 of them and it

didn't win...one had Diego, indirectly (why does this always happen?? lol)). There was also the giant gummy-bear...bear. LOL. We had a strange greek dinner on the floor, at which time I spotted Belen, who also ended winning second prize with her co-workers for the design of the estrella levante bottle and after the prize-giving (I was so nervous) the concerts started. Varry Brava were the first group, some spanish dudes who were very, very crazy and had funny looks; then the leadings, which were ok but nothing to write home about and last but not least, infadels! It was a great cocnert, with a violent music that was sort of techno-rock, a sexy vocalist who danced like god and the marvelous sound of an old-school Fender bass well played. Me and alma dances like the lieabanas we are and created Pajotecas all around the world. After that (and my feet very much killing me; stupid heels), Belen convinced us to keep on partying and so we went to 12.5, were we kept dancing (having changed shoes with Alma, who was quite...impressive, to say the least, with heels) and danced there until the end of the night (except for a Vetusta Morla song in Stereo which was the height of our lesbian ways). We went back home tired yet content, had a quick shower and went to sleep.

The next morning our leader woke us up and proposed to take us with david to pizzeria raloni (Suuper perreteeeeee), but we stayed in bed quite a while just cuddling. When we finally got up, we quickly got dressed in our rendibu t-shirts and went out to meet bea and David. After a failed trip to said Pizza-place (it was closed; you have failed us, super perrete!!) we decided to just go to McDonald's (where we had again that wonderful sundae). We were on

a way back a little sad when Bea suddenly said-LET'S GO TO THE BEACH!!! So yep, we went to get my stuff and headde for La Manga listening to our music playlist, singing all the way. We stopped at mercadona for a bit and then sung ''Gay Bar'' (or more like, yelled) to some poor random people and headed for the beach, where we bathed and had sand-fights, took pictures and simply had loads of fun. Aftwrwards we went to the irish Pub for a beer and that was the end of the day; I felt so happy and content, to be there with them, in all my familiar places just chilling. I love them so muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuchchhhh!

The next day I met eus and amrina (eus! almost a fucking year), who came to pick us up in a very classy mercedes; it was all very classy and VIP until Eus failed when he didn't know where the gas deposit was. LOOOOL. We laughed and chatted in Busquets having some tea, coffe and lazos (mmm) and I quite surprised myself because I missed Bea and Alma, even though i was with my life-long friends. We are waaay too attached, lol (and it's great).

Today (1st June) and I came back to Murcia for classes. I've spent the evening house-hunting with Belen and it was a really freaky evening; we first visited the agency from hell, filled with too skinny women that w

ere very scary (I seriously thought they were gonna drug us and sell our kidneys in the black market); then a very, VERY old inmobiliaria office that looked like somewhere out of a Godfather movie. We went to see one single house which was simply horrible; the walls were a very disgusting green colour and there was a pink room and hideous ceramic clowns and animals EVERYWHERE. Belen brought me back at 8 or so and Alma and bea were already there; I took a quick shower and when I got out, I found that Bea was cutting a mountain of sushi, and she’s also made some onigiri! We ate in a makeshift table in the floor while drinking cider and it’s been quite fun. And that's pretty much it! :D

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