Sometimes studying burns me

Woke up to another hot-ass morning to my alarm at 10:30. I walked out to find Manoli, the housekeeper, and suddenly got very confused. It was Monday, and she comes on Tuesdays, so I got all freaked out in my morning stupor thinking that it was Tuesday and I had wasted a precious day of studying. She assured me that it was in fact Monday and that Tuesday is a holiday so she came a day early. Cool. I got dressed and ready and headed down to the river. I hadn't studied by the river in ages (thanks, heat). It was hot out, but since it was the morning it was bearable, and the wind was blowing. So I sat by the river and read almost all of "Castigo sin venganza" for about 3 hours, walked home at around 2 for lunch and ended up sweating my ass off...and there was the heat. When I got home I was dripping in sweat, and realized that I had acquired a pretty nifty sunburn. My plan for the week was to read by the river every morning to work on regaining my now-faded tan, but now that I was burnt I was set for awhile. Oh well. Maria del Mar had gone home for the weekend, and had returned, so we talked for a bit until lunch which was pretty good: salmorejo (which is now one of my favorite Spanish foods) and something that Maruja had never made before: quiche. It was a shrimp and mushroom quiche. It was a well-done quiche, but I'm really not a big quiche fan so I wasn't digging it too much. Nevertheless, she did a good job with it. For dessert we had plums. After lunch I packed up all of my stuff and walked over to the los Remedios Starbucks (no way I'm going any farther in this heat). I spent a few hours typing up my art history notes on Ancient Egyptian art and Ancient Greek art. I couldn't type as many notes as I had wished because my laptop battery ran out, and although I remembered my power cord, I forgot my European outlet adapter. It was kind of challenging typing up my Egypt notes because that unit ocurred way at the beginning of the semester when I could not understand one word of my professor's lectures due to his thick accent. So my notes were messy sketches of slides and some random words that I could pick up, but really had nothing to do with the pictures nor relevance to the pertinent information being taught. Thank god for Bartolome giving me that textbook which taught me everything, and thank god I decided to start studying it way back in March so I have all of the notes already. Phew. Then I read more of "Castigo sin venganza". Stacey showed up at around 7, and Melissa at around 7:30. Turns out their lit. exam was absurdly easy...it was one question asking who was their favorite character that they had read all semester. Damn, I should have stayed in that class. Then I read some more and finished "Castigo sin venganza". Thankfully Lope de Vega's plays read really fast as long as I read the introduction beforehand. Awesome, so one down, four to go before my exam on June 12. I finished at around 8:30 and decided to head home because i had no more work to do with me. Stacey decided to come along. We got home, I showered, and got really lazy and wanted to do something mindless so I watched TV with Stacey until dinner. Dinner was okay: I got leftover salmorejo while Stacey got leftover quiche (she hadn't had it since she didn't eat lunch with us), and then I got a piece of plain fish and then we all got little half baguette sandwiches with cured ham and blue cheese. Eh, it was okay, but I appreciate her newfound creativity. After dinner Stacey went to the bedroom to read and then sleep (she has a headache) and I went to the living room where I watched "Mira quien baila", talked with Maria del Mar as she awaited being picked up for a date with Alfonso (she seemed excited...maybe this is the beginning of something good!), and typed up the rest of my Greek notes, then my Roman Art notes for art history. Then I blogged because I have been very behind. But now I'm caught up, yay! Tomorrow will be another fun-filled day of studying. I'm sure you're all very excited for another post like this one. It's kind of sad that my last days here are spent cramming for exams. I wish that we could all just hang out and enjoy Sevilla, but unfortunately we have to study. Damn. Okay, it's now 2am. Goodnight.
Oh yeah, here's the exciting thing of the day. Maruja gave us a fan for our room. Hooray! The irony is that it was excrutiatingly hot today, but once the sun went down it got cold. Hmmm...