Mondays aren't any better in Spain

So...it's Monday morning and I still have the same old Monday morning drag. Just sitting here finishing up some homework while Matt catches some more zzzz's. The weekend was rather uneventful, but relaxing none the less. I've had a real bad sore throat so I've just been drinking lots of water. I feel better today, but it's still bugging me. I think it's all the pollen from the trees. When it's breezy you can actually see clumps of the stuff floating through the air like snow. A lot of people actually walk around with face masks over their nose and mouth. As silly as it looks, I'm seriously contemplating invensting in one. It doesn't exactly make a fashion statement though.

On Saturday night Matt and I went out for tapas with our flatmate Claudia from Sicily and her friend Sophie from France. Since Claudia doesn't speak any english, and eveyone else speaks fluent spanish...I had no choice. As horrible as my grammer was...I did get the point across...and managed to talk about relative things like California and the States, not just things like pens and pencils and clothes and stuff.

Alright...the beast has arisen...so now I'm going to finish getting ready. Laters!