Estar despierta de noche se siente como volver al pasado. La cocina, tenuemente iluminada, se muestra casi inexistente en este alterne, blancamente cotidiana. Podria ser cualquier cocina ahora mismo, la que yo quisiera, la de Banana Yoshimoto, la mia, cualquier otra inventada. Sus azulejos me transportan a algunos años atrás, a la vergonzosa adolescencia, tan solitaria por aquel entonces. Noches sin fin aparente con la misma secuencia musical que se repetía, variando solo el contenido de la pantalla del ordenador.
Si me gustara fumar, seria romantico tener un cigarro encendido. Pero tengo la garganta resentida, resfriado de verano, y tampoco me apetece montar la cachimba.
Escuchar esta nostálgica canción me hace pensar en mi hermana,
Well you can cry me a river, cry me a river,
y en como cambian las cosas. Ya no sé ni que pensar de la vida. Sé que no es malo, que las cosas como ésta acaben, pero son tantos años de intima conexión que mi cuerpo no se ajusta del todo. Y estoy bien, pero los recuerdos de algún que otro concierto, o memorias escondidas mas allá de Alma en las palabras de Bon Iver, me hacen sentir terriblemente triste a veces. Porque sé que la quiero, pero parece que se me olvida como hacerlo. Es extraño acostumbrarse a que el Campo ya no es mi santuario, que ellos no son ya mi única pasión y refugio. Es difícil cambiar la forma de amar las cosas.
Estos días me vienen fragmentos de momentos con Alma, en su otro piso, esa habitación que olía a ella, con sus sabanas lilas, o Skinny love en su piscina de Jaen, en su cama del nuevo piso. Sus dedos haciéndome cosquillas en la moto, darle besos en la mejilla con el casco estorbándome. Observar el contorno de su cuerpo en la noche, en esta cama tan grande para una persona. Sus lametazos en la nariz, besos en el cuello. Girls.
Ha sido un año tan fugaz como un minuto, rutinario. El sueño por la mañana al ir a clase, las practicas, hacer la comida con alma abrazada a mi espalda, ver una serie, hacer el tonto en el ordenador, cenar o salir por ahí (kebab, mcdonald’s los domingos, chino para festejar). El rato de acostarnos juntas en su cama y hacer el tonto, o el amor. He descubierto que adoroel sueño que me embriaga tras un buen orgasmo, acurrucada a su lado, tan cerca de mí.
Se me hace igualmente extraño en ocasiones pensar en ella, y en Bea y en todos de la uni. No los cambiaría por nada del mundo. Ni siquiera por el campo. Por eso me da tanto miedo irme y dejarles atrás. Sobre todo a Alma, mi amor y mi vida. Es un sentimiento tan diferente el que siento por ella, tan suave e intenso a la vez, mareante por sus variaciones, por mi emocionalidad. Un amor tan...no se. Nunca me ha pasado que no he podido describir algo con exactitud. Por eso me encanta.
Mientras mas releo esto que ni se que se supone que es, mas cosas me apetecen escribir. Sobre Bea, por ejemplo, y la valiosa amiga que he encontrado en ella. Lleva dos semanas viviendo conmigo en la manga y me siento muy unida a ella. Su realismo, que tira de mi idealismo. Sus tonterias, su risa estridente y pegadiza, su personalidad intensa. Siempre he sido persona de pocos amigos y ella desde luego se ha buscado un buen hueco.
En fin. No tengo ni idea de que me va a pasar. Ni sé que quiero, por primera vez en mi vida. Y eso me asusta, pero algo escondido entre las notas de Lost in Translation, que hacia tanto que no escuchaba, me dice que de alguna manera, saldrá todo bien. Eso quiero creer.
Quiero ser feliz y no arrepentirme de mis decisiones.
Yes, it has come! The summer entry I never posted on August!
9th July, Physics done, we headed for Laura’s pool in her super-house at the top of the world and spent a long, fun evening of eating barbecue made by our Chef JL, laughing, joking, swimming all topless in the pool and enjoying our real first day of summer. That night we got dressed at Alma’s in our best clothes to celebrate the end of our exams and headed out to eat Murcia! We had a wonderful, typical Spanish dinner in a traditional-styled bar (cervezas y tapas) and then travelled from bar to bar. The problem was, it was 1 in the morning, we were in la yeseria and we were bored. LOL. So much for being party animals; at 2 or 3 we went back home and well, me and Alma didn’t sleep much.
And so, the next morning, we woke up early, packed our bags and headed for La manga! The welcome of summer. We spent 3 days of being a whole lot in the beach (alma got terribly burnt and it was real funny to see her naked), we walked around the beach, I took them to the lighthouse, we had martinis in my balcony while watching hellboy, watched the football match (we won the world cup!!), slept all three in dad’s bed…We also went to the boat the last day, with Marina and Guille; we stopped at El barón, scuba-dived for quite some time, slept on the boat…it was a great day and overall, a good start of summer with my two best friends (guile said he’d never met people so much like me).
Our next destination was Jaén, which we headed for Wednesday morning in a horribly long bus-ride. We arrived there at noon, with a ton of food waiting for us; we all sat at the table and ate and well, at first I was a bit weirded out sicne I feel awkward eating in front of people I don’t know, but soon it was to become a great routine; they made me feel completely at home, just like in campo.
That evening Us 3 and Oscar went down to the city and Oscar acted as guide, taking us around the city and explaining the history and stuff; I had fun, took a lot of pictures. We spent a long while in an Arabic tea-shop, me talking with Oscar about movies and the like and then we headed for the city auditorium, where we stayed to watch Celda 211 for free!It was a great movie, although I was feeling quite sick most of the time because of Alma and Oscar…it was the only downer of the whole trip. I didn’t sleep too well that night.
I can’t remember the order of the things we did; I know one morning we went with Alma’s mom and brother to the market and bought ingredients for tea (we hadea and smoked every day after lunch), or another morning that I was feeling sad and went out alone to the courtyard to listen to ghibli music and take pictures of kye and café. There was also one morning I woke up at 7 for some reason and went down with the dogs to watch the dawn…it was great.
We also met Alba and her boyfriend, spent one evening with them and then went out with all of Alma’s friends. I wish I could have had fun...it’s a pity I’m the way I am, but oh well. The best evening by far was the one we went with Alma’s family to La ciudad de los niños, a gynormous super cool park filled with wood constructions: pirate boats, castles, dragons, animals… it was really cool, we had loads of fun. After that we went to visit the castle and had a drink in the most expensive hotel (in the castle), after which we went down to the city to another very Spanish bar. That was the last day; that night, Bea, Alma and me laid in the courtyard, me and Alma listening to music, watching the night sky (the last time I saw so many stars was when I was little, here in campo) and it was great. When we went up to sleep, I remember Alma was lying face up and I just started touching her, because it was the last day and I felt sad because I knew I would miss her…that ended up with us going down to have some time alone in the courtyard. It was a good goodbye for jaen.
On Sunday we went back to Murcia with Alma’s parents; Bea left early for Villena and I helped Alma to pack her stuff and I finally left for la Manga. I fell asleep on the bus and very nearly missed my stop and since I was feeling sad, I went to the beach and ended up walking all the way up to the lighthouse. It was a nice walk, I missed doing that.
After that I came back to campo and spent my days lazing about, speaking with alma over msn every day, taking walks, playing basketball, watching anime in club Nintendo, drawing...Lola braided all of my hair (brave one) and we found 2 puppies and one nearly dead dog (Rasputin!). I also bought No More Heroes 2, which I played almost every night with all the cousins watching and laughing at Travis (so crazy); Guille got his eyes operated and I especially remember many nights we spent just Marina, Guille, sara and me in Club Nintendo talking or just listening to Bon Iver, enjoying the moment.
There were also concerts, of course! In July we went to see Kings of Convenience on a warm Wednesday. Their music was soft and summery and beautiful. They made us to up front to dance (not that they had to convince us) and one of the musicians ended up dancing among us, with his old ugly glasses and tall figure. It felt like a summer party between friends; it was comfortable, almost lazy and very, very nice. At the exit I saw Diego, the last time (I have no idea when he left or where he is, but I’m happy and he probabbly is too). We talked about nothing almost nervously, like we always do and left for Campo. The next day we went back to see the Penguin Cafe, which was an absolutely great concert as well; their music made me think of movies and soundtracks, so happy and beautiful, although some songs were also quiet and a bit sad. I enjoyed it very much as well.
One week somewhere between July and August I went for a day and a half trip with Mom up to the mountains. We stayed at a hotel in the suite room, walked around the mountains, it was quite a beautiful place; the bad thing was I was sick to my throat and by the time we came back it had really worsened; I spent a few days feeling real bad.
At the next week Alma came to campo and stayed the whole week; they were great days, she following our rutine and fitting in perfectly, playing rummy, studying, cuddling in guille’s bed in the evenings, playing Mad world or watching me play No more heroes at night…I’m really glad the cousins liked her and felt comfortable around us. It was a great week, even though my maladies continued (urticaria). The last night was the best by far; I just love beng with her. ^^
A week after Alma left I was feeling bored of the same routine and a little sad, so I decided to go back to la manga, which was quite the good decision; they were great days to say goodbye to summer (the last days of august). I can’t remember what I did in exact order, but I know on the second night there I went out with Marina and Francis to our Irish bar and after a couple of hours, got on the bus and headed for El Zoco, where we had a couple beers in the new Zeppelin (with its hot hot owner) and also had a little crisis on Marina’s part (and I was so drunkI kissed Francis, lol). The unexpected came when we were sitting on the bus stop, waiting to go back, when Iván (achildhood friend I hadn’t talked to in more than 10 years) came by with his car and took us home, deciding to join in on the party. We had pizzas (at 4 am) and watched Austin Powers until sunrise. At 9 or so, with Marina having gone to sleep and Francis gone home, me and Iván decided to go to the beach, although we had to come back without even abthing because Marina needed moral support for going back home (and it ended up being ok, in the end). After that we went back to the beach, talked about everyhting and nothing, bathed in the water, got attacked by the Kraken and went back to our respective homes.
There were two days in between before I saw him again where I mostly watched movies and spent time with mom, algo going to the vet I think. Then Iván, Marina and Jenny got together to have lunch (alhtough Jenny actually joined in later) and we had a very delicious meal of chicken and potatoes with wine; when Jenny came, we started playing poker, which lasted 3 long hours in which we won and lost and drank whisky (which was rather disgusting) and just laughed and had fun.
The next day, 1st of September, me and mom headed early for Murcia to get installed in our new flat! We arrived after Sara and Marina and went up to see the flat; shortly after Alma and her parents came up. I remember she was looking very tired and I felt my heart leap (I’m such a girl). After the landlord explained us the details, we decided on rooms (I got the one with a wall made of closets, Alma got the big one, Marina the small and Sara the yellow one) and we started bringing stuff up and decorating. It wa shard work because it was incredibly hot, especially when me and mom headed out to eat ant to visit Ikea (bonsai!) but it was well worth it. Mom left by night as well as Alma’s parents and it was just Me, Sara and Alma in our first night in the flat! I slept on my new bed in my new room (whcih has ended up looking a lot like the one I had in my last house)and felt quite at home in it.
Jenny came one day to see the flat and we tried our cachimba for the first time while listenig to the XX and it was magic; the feeling, the taste of tea and smoke, good company...it was so different from the start of last year and so great. I really enjoyed those lazy days. On the 4rth or so the Lemon Pop festival startes, although we started going on the 5th; that same day Marina came over and by night Alma, Sara, Marina, Jenny and me headed out for a weird night of groups we didnt’ like too much, although we stayed there for a long while. The next day Lola and Paloma came to the flat. They took a lot of pictures, we had a HUGE meal of baked potatoes with a thousand things to put on them and then just lazed about in the living room; when night fell, we got dressed and went back to the Festival to see Fanfarlo, who did a short but intense concert that had us all crying and smiling at the same time. And it was great to have Alma by me, holding my hand when I cried when they played songs like ‘’The walls are coming down’’; I’d gotten used to miss her during concerts over summer.
I can’t remember at all what happened between that day and when I did my stupid Agricultura exam, which I passed! And afterwards I went back to la Manga; I went to the vet, I guess, and saw Francis for the last time before he left for Granada. I think I will always remember his bow and ‘’Nos veremos en el infierno’’, lost in the night. It made me feel a little sad, but I’m also very glad he’s decided to move on from this place.
On the 20th of September classes started with the promise (that is beinbg fulfilled so far) of studying a lot every day, but it’s interesting stuff and we’re doing useful things that will help us become vets so I’m quite happy with my second year so far. I’ve spentmy weekends in Murcia alone with Alma, watching house non-stop and studying with Bea and we’ve adapted to our new routine. One day me and Alma went to Bea’s house to make cakes and we had loads of fun as well. It’s being a lot better year than the last, for sure, and I’m happier than ever, even more so if Catfish is coming to live with us!
Now I’m in la Manga, came back for 4 days because we had classes off while Alma went back to Jaén for her fair. I’ve been lazing about, studying, went to the vet and campo and tomorrow I’m going back to the mountains to spend the day with mom.
All in all, a great great summer and a great start of the year. I’m lovin’ it! xD
Previous day befote the Economy test, I found myself early in the morning on the bus under cloudy skies, listening to Bon Iver and going to Murcia, to spend the day and night with Alma (Leader in Villena) and to come back to La Manga the next day. I remember feeling a bid sad for some reason, missing campo, the words of winter and wolves around me, but it soon passed as I got down from the bus and saw Alma in her bandana and characteristic grin waiting for me at the station. We waited for a while and got on our bus that would take us to Campus (we planned on spending the day at mine’s for studying).
The ride was long and fun, us chatting away, laughing, play-flirting as usual and it started to pour cats and dogs; I can’t remember when was the last time I saw it rain so hard. Alma’s eyes were shining, her body screaming for water madness. As we got off the bus and it was still Regina Spektor around us, we decided to just fuck it all and go walking(me barefoot; my shoes broke) to my house. I followed Alma smiling and singing Regina, watching her back and her smile and feeling just happy, life moments. We passed two guys holding their waist under the same umbrella and a few people in cars offered a ride for us, but we turned them down with a smile. I remember I was shivering as the drops hit me hard but I could only feel free, like I hand’t in quite a long time. It almost felt like winter days at campo, but with Alma.
As we got home we each took a shower and a while after jenny came over (selectividad!) and we ate together and she told us her usual stories and we laughed and were just cintent chatting and listenign to rain music. At 4 or so she left for another exam and me and Alma took a nap, cuddled on my bed, she giving me her familiar warmth. I really love sleeping with her.
After almost two hours we got up and I went down to visit Marilo to get notes and milk; she’s such a nice girl. I went back to Alma, made ourselves some tea and kept studying calmly qhen, suddenly, I looked up and there was this huge, incredibly beautiful and intense rainbow all over Murcia. I felt my breath catch in my throat at the beauty of it. We stopped what we were doung, I put some mushishi and regina songs and we just watched it; I remember I cried a little because it was just too much. It amazed me how I could ahre moments like that with someone who isn’t Catfish, not any of my animals. And I loved it.
As the twofold rainbow began to fade (a second one apperaed after a while) I had one of my crazy impulses and said to Alma, ‘’let’s go otuside to see it!! Come on!’’ and so we got dressed real quick and ran like I’ve never run in my life, behind the building, down the path between the plants and houses and all the way up the park-hill, right to the bench at the very top. It was a pity because the rainbow had almost disappeared, but still we just sat there looking at everything and I put on some muisc (helios, coldplay, TWDY) and we just sat there looking at it all. I remember perfectly the electric tower to my left, sorrounded in grey-purple clouds, Murcia down below in white moving clouds, thefadging rainbow, my cold skin and Alma’s warmth right beside me. I put my head over her shoulder and cried like I hadn’t in some time because everything was just beautiful. It reminded me of all the times alone in La Manga, all my walks, the salines, cala flores, the night-walks with Friday...and it was just so different because I wasn’t alone, for real. Everything in my life has changed thanks to her and Bea, to this wonderful first year of uni life and I was just so happy, like I’d never been before. Even if I had them, my family, it was just at limited times and now everything is just complete. And so I cried and held on to Alma’s hand, silently thanking her for being there, for being who she is, for being able to share these things with her.
After the 5-minute courtesy rest after the music ended we headed down, encontering a snail on the way which I took pictures of (small wishes granted) and then we went to fotocopy Marilo’s notes (I bought a coca-cola chupachups for Alma while we waited because she had said earlier that she felt like having one), gave the notes back to Marilo and headed for the bus. And the curious thing was, earlier that day I’d told Alma how I would’ve liked to see my bus-driver friend once more before leaving Murcia, and just as our bas came by, surprise! There he was. We spent the whole ride chatting with him happily and as we got off I looked at the clearing sky behind the buildings, all orange sunset and Alma commented how it was being the perfect day for me and I totally agreed with her.
When we got to her house, I can’t remember what we did immediately after but at some point we turned the lights off, lied in bed and had our first real shiver moment with a list I’d prepared. I remember it was only 5 songs (Reckoner, ?, Foals, Mono and Antony) and it was the same great feeling all voer again, just like shuver in campo. in Mono I buried myself in her and cried just like in the concert because they just touch me too deep and it felt great to be able to do something like that, to give myself away like that.
After that I put another list of shivery-songs and we just lied in bed and seriously, I have no idea how it happened (there was tension alla round us) but Jack Nimble poppes up and I just remembered Jenny saying ‘’just let go’’ and I was suddenly on top of her, kissing her neck and she was hugging me back and I cab’t even remember what I was thinking at the moments; I was moving out of desire and instinct. I remember she turning us around and a moment where we almost kissed, but she pulled back at the last second and I for some reason agreed that was for the best. But then, Girls came up. And my mind was just somewhere else, we were in Tokio, we were Lost in translation and I described the scene to her, the smell of the taxi, the city neon lights, a hotel room with glass for walls, the urban sea under us and the music filling us and just like that we were kissing and I can’t even begin to describe how it felt. The music was so loud and I had all those images in my mind and her lips were soft and loving and it was just more beautiful and perfect than anything I had dreamed of, as corny as it sounds. It was perfectly shiver, it was life, music and movies and just...{}
She cried, afterwards, feeling guilty for not having held back but I kissed her eyes and told her it was ok, I’d loved it, and I loved her so much for it, for crying for me. I think no one would have done taht after taking my first kiss.After that we just lay in bed still listening to music, lazily caressing each other and I know that, at some point, I fell asleep.
The next day we studied in the morning, stayed in bed for a while and went to eat at my house and do our test, which left us pretty much braindead. We went home to wait for dad to come pick me up, kissing in bed until it was time to go and as we were going down the elevator, I just looked at her and she grabbed my face and kissed me, which made me go all weak in the knees. I lvoe it when she does those things.
It was Wednesday when I went back to La Manga and I was due to return on Sunday evening for our bioquemistry test on Monday. Those were weird days, talking with Alma, missing her a lot. At first I only wanted to keep things casual with her so the whole situationscared me a little, because there was a lot at stake for her and I didn’t ant her to get hurt. However, I had a nice chat with Belen as she took me to Murcia on Sunday that left me feeling a lot better.
I arrived quite late, at 10 or so and Alma was waiting for me down Bea’s house. I remmeber seeing her made me stop fretting over the situation at once; I just knew I wanted to be with her. She accompanied me down to the banck (excuse to be alone with her for a while) and then we went back to Bea’s for a late night of studying. Alma went to bed pretty early and I slept in a different room, feeling quite lonely but not daring to go with her in case Bea noticed, although it was good in the end since she woke me up in the morning.
When it was time for the exam she went back home and I promsied to go with her after I finished, supposedly alone, but in the end Bea tagged along and we had a pre-celebration of her birthday. It was one of the best days so far; we lazed around in the house first, me and Alma talked and got things sorted out and when it was the evening we got dressed and went out for Haagen-Dazs and for Bea to take her curriculum to cash-converters. It was a fun walk; we took pictures, aughed and talked like always. Afterwards we went back home and had a aprty in the balcony; we put music on and danced for hours, with the people from the hospital dancing as well and people from the street looking up at us like what the fuck; it was great.
I spent the whole week with Alma; Bea went back to Villena for a couple days and one of those nights I finally, FINALLY lost my virginity, lol. It was a pity because after 4 months without it, Alma’s period came, but well, for me it was quite enjoyable, it was truly a great night. She was always so careful and sweet, I’m really so glad she’s my first.
On Thursday night, after a very failed Agricultura exam, we all went out to celebrate her b-day and I had her crazy all night because I wore what she calls ‘’THE dress’’, lol. I got spent with wine and we went back home pretty late, had very wild sex (alma was crazy with the dress) and went to sleep.
On Friday we woke up late, ate a lot of junk food and then all 3 of us went to meet Sara in Murcia with both Kyes to accompany me to the station. It was a great walk; we laughed and talked, the dogs running around us, so cute. It was a radiant summer day and the city looked beautiful. We went through El Malecón, a park in Murcia and sat in the grass with the dogs playing around us. When it was time for me to go me and Sara had a love attack and she decided to accompany me, since that night Marina was arriving. We said bye to Bea and Alma in the station after leaving the dogs at sara’s home and went to La manga, me telling sara all about Alma.
I went back to Murcia a few days before the Anatomy test, days spent with Bea and Alma and Kye in Bea's house, studying, sneaking around behind bea’s back, taking walks juts me and her at night with the dog (kisses under the open sky) and just being happy. I love being with the both of them.
The day fo the exam came and after we had finished it, Bea left for Villena and me and Alma went quickly home to tidy up and then Willy picked us up to go to Jl’s house for a pool day. We ate delicious pasta, bathed, took pictures, had fun with the dog and just enjoyed what felt truly like the first day of summer. There was one moment where me and Alma lied next to each other in hammocks and listened to music; the sun was blinding me and I felt great, it was really the start of summer.
We went back to her house that night and went to sleep, surprisily, because we were real tired. I spent from that day to the 9th of July with ehr, just the two of us (completely alone for a few days because all of ehr flatmates were gone). They were very strange but enjoyable days; it was lazing about at home, going together to Mercadona, walking kye at night in la circular, spending most of our time in bed with music...I think I fell in love with her those days (so much for the casual). One morning I liked was the one we spent in bed and then went down to get a drink at the park nearby and there was no one in the street and we seriously considered there had been a zombie attack while we were having sex, lol.
Then there was the day of the Spain-Germany football match, which we watched at the Zig-Zag with Kye and a thousand people. It was quite fun to watch it there and afterwards we hurried home, left the dog and went to la circular to swim in the fountain with the rest of Murcia. I lost one of my shoes and we kissed between all the people and had 3 gusy chasing after us wide eyed. Fun times. I really enjoyed myself those days...I’ve never been quite so happy in my whole life. I’m really glad I’ve met her and that this has happened. Life would be totally different without her...it's great to at last be in love and be able to be with her.....
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 through 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 Carolina 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 her 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 :DIt 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 around 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; we 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 :3After 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 were 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
Last weekend we decided to go to Villena, our dear leader’s village! We arrived there by noon on Friday with a lot of excitement; Bea’s house was huge and really cool. We ate home-made grilled pasta and then set out to get some tea and pick up bea’s brother. We walked throughthe sunny streets, me and Alma yelling ‘’noseque de villena! nosecuantos de villena!!,’’ which at first amused Bea but by the third day she was pretty tired of it, lol. After Juanfran arrived we all went back to Bea’s house and had our tea, chatting and laughing (Alma and I were really hyper and gave quite an impression...lol). After that we went to the wonderful backyard and I took photos of Alma and bea doing ninja-fighting in the grass. At 5:30 or so we decided to go visit bea’s Dogs; we went walking through the train railway (which I loved) and then through various fields and houses and it was wonderful; it totally looked like the scenery out of a ghibli film. We amused ourselves with the horses (Argo!!) and then had a lot of fun meeting the three adorable dogs: big and beautiful lola, Mosto with her grateful eyes and little Ñajo. I had a lot of fun taking pictures of them.
Afterwards we went to david’s house, where we played with the cats and I took pictures of Alma and the punching bag while we waited for David to get off work. He took us home for a quick shower and then we all went out for dinner to a kebabb place; a friend of Bea’s, juan, also came along. The night ended well with a too sweet chocolate milkshake and a quiet trip back home.
On Saturday we got up early, got an adorable picnic basket and our bikinis on and set out for Pu clar. The trip was great, with Bea driving and listening to good music (Zelda, kaze ni naru, coldplay...). We got there at almost 12 and started the slow descent towards the mountain. It was a great place, truly; there were a series of small lakes connected to each other all over the side of a beautiful mountain filled with trees and greenery, pollen floating around everyhwre. We set our picnic under a huge fig-tree and went right into the freezing water. We swam around everywhere while I took photos, jumped off all the low and high cliffs (I hit myself real bad from the huge one, but it was still quite fun) and then had a wonderful meal that bea’s mom had prepared.
With our stomachs filled, we lay down in the sun while I listened to the Mushi-shi soundtrack, which was perfect for the scenery and it felt great, I really loved that little while. After that we decided to investigate some and ended up above our picnic place in a secluded are where I took a lot of very cool photos of a naked Bea between the leaves.
We came down and had a last swim and then took our leave, the trip spent in quiet listening to Colsplay’s Viva la vida CD.
We took our respective showers when we got home, me and Alma listening to music with her phone since the bathrooms were connected from above (and thank god, there was no shampoo in mine) and then david came by to take us to Mercadona so we could buy the ingredients for our super dinner. When we came back from shopping, all of Bea’s friends where there and we headed for the barbecue zone in the backyard. We were there until 1 or so, getting to know everyone, talking and laughing and listening to our super music list and eating the famous gachamiga, which I quite liked. Once we were done we went out to the Villena bars (the one we stayed in the most time was pretty cool and had good music) and, well, we got pretty wasted. Bea was totally drunk and was dancing around everywhere, and I wasn’t too sober either (Me ha gustado chuparle el dedo a la lider).
That night was quite bad; bea came back feeling very ill and I had spasms all night; poor alma almost didn’t sleep, since she decided to stay up all night watching over us.
Sunday morning we woke up to the wonderful smell of Bea’s mom’s wonderful food; we took a shower and had a great meal all together. After that we just lazed aroun in the couch and then in our ‘’room’’ in the basement until it was time for us to leave. I spent the whole car trip sleeping on Alma’s shoulder, lol. We left Alma first and then me at home for a lazy night (I was soo tired).
