So it was 99 degrees today...

I mean, I have no other way of titling this blog except by telling the temperature. It was torture, let me tell you. Let me begin to tell the tale of Wednesday, May 17. Woke up, got ready, went to the center for another tutoria for Art History. That's right, it's getting near crunch time and I need as many tutoring sessions as I can get. Bartolome and I talked Iconografia and the definitions of iconografia and iconologia for a good hour and a half. Not very interesting, but very informative and necessary for my exam. Maybe I should explain iconography: it's the actual logistics and semantics of the study of art history. Iconography is what is in a painting, and iconology is what the symbols mean. So it's getting to the root of the study of art history, basically. Anyhoo. Then I went online, worked on my Ireland blog, then went to Lope from 2-3 which can be best described as torturous boredom. Stacey actually fell asleep in class. The lack of sleep from last week mixed with the deadly heat just adds up, man. At least they blast air conditioning in all of my classes (some classrooms don't even have air conditioning). After class I lazed over to the center, literally sat and did nothing for a good half an hour which I found quite humorous (damned heat), then went to Teatro. Teatro was great because it was just groups of students doing what I believe is extra credit scene work: they performed scenes from the plays we read. One of the scenes I did not recognize which kind of worries me...should ask him about that one. Yeah, speaking of which, my Teatro exam is in exactly one week. I can't believe it. My first Spanish exam...I'm flipping out. Two scenes were performed, they were pretty good, mildly entertaining. After class I talked with Stacey and Jessica for awhile about exams, specifically our lit. exams. We talked about Lope and about how we may have to read more than we had assumed...five books before June 12! I immediately got a headache. I'm not kidding, my head suddenly began to throb. I haven't been stressed out about school since ::shudder:: first semester. This feeling is so new to me after the past 5 months of complete leisure. Oy vey, I was not feeling too well. I then walked back to the center to do Barcelona hotel research. More to stress about. However, I found a hotel that I think would be perfect: the NH, which is the same chain in which we stayed on our trip to Granada in February. Then I went to Historia del Arte where we learned more about Italian Renaissance art/architecture, primarily by Michaelangelo with a focus on the Vatican. We learned about the David statue, woohoo! Then, my headache and I braved the heat to walk home. I got back and was a sweaty, hot mess. The air was dense and I could barely breathe. I was so hot and exhausted despite drinking almost 5 liters of water that day. I had so much to do, but all that I could do was lie on my bed with my fan that I bought during Feria. I need to invest in a real fan. I forced myself up and sat at my computer dying in the heat and fanning myself with my wooden, fold-out fan. It was quite a sight, let me tell you. I did some necessary things online while chugging water, then moved to the living room to start typing up a study guide from my chicken scratch notes for Teatro. Oy. My head was not enjoying this one bit. Then Maruja came home and turned on the air conditioning unit in the living room, yay! It got so cold in there, I loved it. I wish the whole piso was air conditioned. Then Stacey and Maria del Mar came home, and now the whole "family" was sitting in the living room, watching TV, and chatting. I was concentrated on my study guide when Maria del Mar asked to use my computer to look up some opera that she was going to the next day. Ugh. I was not pleased. I was cranky, stressed, and headachey. And, since she's basically computer illiterate it took her fooooorever to find the simplest information online. I was pretty pissed off, and that made my headache get worse. I asked Stacey for some Ibuprofen, which I took, but then I just got nauseous. It was a nauseous headache--I knew it well. It was from the heat. The last time this had happened was last July at my summer home in Ann Arbor. Yuck. I hoped that I wouldn't throw up this time. I lied down while Maria del Mar used my computer and Maruja cooked dinner. Dinner was making me nervous. And I had a feeling I wouldn't get any studying done which sucks. Dinner was served and I psyched myself out into eating it: salad, potato and zucchini and onion sautee (which I love), and a plain omelette. Luckily it was an easy dinner, so I was able to eat it. Slowly but surely my nausea went away and my headache decreased, though I still didn't feel completely well. But the food helped. It was also a dinner with a funny discussion: there was a report on the news about how couples still have sex lives after 50. Maruja got all upset about it, "Why do they put this on the news??" "Nobody wants to know about this!" "What a dumb idea!" "Who does that?" hahaha. Us three just kind of smirked to ourselves, I wanted to laugh out loud. Hate to break it to ya, Maruja, but some people have sex for PLEASURE. Sometimes I find her strict Catholic mentality quite amusing. Then there was a huge report on the release of The Da Vinci Code which caused both Maria del Mar and Maruja to be a bit peeved. Maria del Mar told us that she had a friend living in the U.S. right now who told her that there was a movie coming out in the States depicting Jesus having relations with his disciples. Something tells me this is some U.S. conspiracy indie film thing that won't be mainstream in the least. In fact, I doubt that it's an independent film, more like a history conspiracy thing they'd show on the History channel or something. Come on, the U.S. ain't that outrageous. Although it would be kind of funny if Jesus was screwing his disciples...hehe. After dinner, since I was feeling a bit better, I sat in front of my computer in the nice air conditioning for and hour or so and typed up the first of four units of my notes for Teatro. Good. Good good. Feels good to get that done. I finished, and I was still feeling a bit woozy and knew that I needed to get to bed ASAP. Unfortunately my room, according to my clock thermometer, was 82 degrees without any sort of air circulation. Ugh. Well, at least I was tired enough to pass out after talking to Stacey a bit. I woke up at 1am to hear screeching outside. I had heard this sound the night before, too, but this time it was worse. I think that there are rodents living in our walls or window or something. I think I talked about this before. But the screeching this time was much worse than before. There must be multiple. I couldn't believe Stacey didn't wake up! I then had a hard time falling back asleep due to the screeching and the heat. Oh man. Nevertheless, I ultimately got a good night's rest. It was supposed to cool down ten degrees for the next week, so halleluyah. I heard that weather this hot in May is abnormal. Good. Good good good. And that was my 99 degree day.