Ten Thousand Sevillano Layers

This heat is killin' me. I ain't sleeping as well as I should. I woke up after a very unsatisfying night of sleep. Bah. I got ready, talked to Manoli (the housekeeper) for a bit who told me that the hot weather won't change except for the worst. Uuuuuugh, Sevilla. I walked to class down Republica de Argentina to see a huge strike going on. It was pretty rowdy, actually, something about metals...? There was a huge report about it on the news at night and it was a big deal, actually. They were throwing eggs and stuff. Crazy. Anyhoo, I stopped by the center for a bit before class. I was so gross and sweaty already. It's really hot out, I don't think you understand. I mean, this heat just came out of nowhere...suddenly, it was hot. Wha?? Oh man. I then dragged my sweaty ass over to the University for Historia del Cine. We finished La Dolce Vita (people were still talking during it...ugh) and then she gave a brief lecture on it. At the end of class she announced that this would be our last class before our final exam. Whooooa. We didn't even finish all of the subjects on the syllabus. Oh well, I'm okay with that. I can't believe I already finished one class! Crazy! She explained what the final would be like and it sounds like it shouldn't be too hard, so that eased my exam nerves a bit. I then walked back home...it was even hotter out now that the sun was going at full blast...and had lunch. Lunch was great: arroz cubano, a really good cabbage/raisin/walnut/sweet corn salad, and batido de fresa for dessert. After lunch I called my dad and talked travel plans...turns out I'd have to book us a train from Granada to Barcelona, as well as hotels in both places. Oy, always something to do, not enough hours in the day. I would have liked to have studied, but instead I spent two hours on the Renfe train website and Cheaptickets.com for hotels. I booked the train and a hotel in Granada, but am still browsing for a hotel in Barcelona, ran out of time before I could choose. I had to walk to the center to print some study guides, and then to Historia del Arte at 6. I was so gross and sweaty from that walk, especially since I was yet again sweating up a storm. I did my business at the center, then went to Historia del Arte where we learned more about Renaissance art. It was actually pretty interesting because we started looking more at painting than architecture...Boticcelli's the man, I tell ya. We ended class at 7:30 and I headed straight for the public library. Yep, the public library. I hadn't been to a library since ::shudder:: first semester. This should be interesting. The public library is really close to my apartment (just across the bridge) and is really nice, modern, open, and comfortable. The only downfall is that it closes at 9pm. Bitches. Also, you aren't aloud to bring in book bags, so I had to pay 50 cents for a locker. Stupid. I got a good amount of studying done in the hour that I was there, but was frequently distracted by the heavy, flegmy coughs of the people there. I swear, sevillanos all need to quit smoking. Seriously, let me digress a second. If you walk down the streets of Sevilla, the older population is pretty decrepit. I mean, they're not in good shape. You can tell that many years of chain smoking and eating high-fat diets has gotten the best of them. Sevilla would make a great don't smoke/eat a healthy diet PSA. The library closed down at 9 on the dot so I headed out and back home for dinner. Despite it being 9pm, it was still hot as hell. By the time I got home I was a hot, sweaty, greasy mess. Stacey told me that she looked up the weather in farenheit and it was 92 degrees today! Holy shit. That should give you an idea of what I deal with now. And I don't have air conditioning. Fantastic. And I walk EVERYWHERE. Well, I guess that it's a humbling experience. I mean, I'm terrible with handling heat back home, so this will lower my midwest heat sensitivity. Gotta toughen up, Lisa. But, come on, 92 degrees??? And it's supposed to be even hotter tomorrow. Glorious. Well, at least it forces me to stay indoors and study. We ate dinner at 9:30: Stacey, Maruja, Maria del Mar, me, and MARTA! She came back to do some packing and eat with us. I can't believe she's leaving us. This was the first time we had all eaten as a "family" in a very, very long time. I forgot what the dynamic was like. I miss Marta's presence! We ate cheeseburgers, simple green salad, roasted potatoes, and fresh squeezed OJ for dessert. Then I sat in the living room and did some more studying and continued to sweat my ass off. It was disgusting; I would sweat, and then wipe it with my hand which would do nothing but augment the amount of grease accumulating on my face and body. I was a mess. After finishing some studying I wished Marta a happy birthday before she left for the week (it's her b-day tomorrow), and then dragged myself to the bathroom for a much-needed shower to scrub away these ten thousand layers of sweat and grease that Sevilla has awarded me. This heat is so annoying, also because it just exhausts you, ya know? And I have so much studying I could do, but I just can't stay awake nor maintain the energy. Plus, classes end so late that it gives me very little time to fit in studying. Luckily I'll have less classes next week so I can study up a storm. And there's also this weekend. Oh man, this weekend is going to be study mania. Anyways, I took that shower which felt amazing, only to step out and start sweating again. Sweating is terrible, but it's even more terrible to do it when you're still wet from bathing. Ugh. I remember the good ole days when it was so cold that turning the water off and on in the shower was a challenge, and I had to turn onthe space heater after every shower! Holy crap, how time flies. I can't belive I have less than a month left. Wow. Anyways, I got out of the shower, sweaty (let the new layers begin!), came to my room, did some email stuff and blogged. I have to be up early tomorrow and just can't afford not sleeping enough again. It's bringing me down, and the heat don't help. Again, lots to do tomorrow. Oy. And I've already got a nice new sweat layer beginning...