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Did I tell you- I have this major privacy bubble.. and just to let you know it gets invaded everyday. The good news is that I can cuss out loud here and for the most part no one knows what I’m saying.
My day starts with a pseudo fight for the bathroom. Six girls, one bathroom. Although two of them leave at 7:30AM which is when I get up for school, and usually there is one or two that shower in the morning. So there is no point in me getting up beforehand because the bathroom is occupied, and the sole purpose of the bathroom for me is to use the mirror which cannot be in use if it is fogged up. Caught up? Well, I’m the kind of person who wastes a lot of time, but only on my own terms. Me wasting time, esta bien. You wasting my time, no esta bien. So the fact that it takes me about an hour for about half an hour’s worth of prep just sets me up for a bad moor for the first few hours of the day. Did I mention I am not a morning person either.
Then there is the metro. God damnit, the metro. I’m all about smells. B.O. just.. god I want to kill myself. Suicidarme.
I love Spain, but even if I was in a big city in the US after a while it would get on my nerves. Although if I was in a big city in the US I have a lesser chance of using public transportation. Just saying.
So in case you didn’t know before, I have a magical bubble. A big bubble at that. This is why I do not hug most people unless I really like you. This is why you should definitely not hug me, unless you are sure* really like you. I guess people who are reading this are not included in that pool. I guess.
And I hate little bathrooms. Our bathroom, standing room only. It’s about half to three quarters of the size of my bathroom. My bathroom, in my head, is only big enough for ME.
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*this usually includes people I initiate conversations/meetings with for the most part.. although there are other known signs!
