9 days!

Today I am on a massive low, I am feeling utterly fed up and need cheering up. I have resorted to listening to Boyzone for the majority of the afternoon and  have been trying to sort my life out with all of the things I need to sort for University. My to-do list has finally been written, I've attempted to tackle it and have only ticked off 2.5 things. The easiest two on there. I am also feeling ill today, which is an instant c-rap start to the day.

So, the last few days have actually been quite sad. I think it is because reality is setting in now that there are some inevitably really sad goodbyes coming up next week. And as much as I don't want to say those goodbyes, I'm getting more sad and fed up being here and just want to be at home with my family getting ready for what will undoubtedly be the strangest Christmas ever. But, I just miss home, I want the warm cosy feeling of my slippers, the heating and I want to snuggle with my fave ginger. I'm missing all the pre-Christmas family visits too, which makes me really sad! We've already said goodbyes to Lucy Jayne Jones and Staceyyy, but I do get the pleasure of seeing them again in the new year - they are so clever for booking flights home so early. I am jealous.

This mild depressing mood I have got myself into, is almost definitely thanks to the heaviest weekend we've had here in Málaga. Since before Barcelona I've only had 3 nights off, 2 of which were in a row, at the beginning of last week. Tonight, I AM SLEEPING, and watching Miranda in bed to make myself laugh. But the week (evenings) have been pretty fun, and they are all merging so please forgive me if my memory gets them a little wrong! It was another 4 day weekend in Spain so Wednesday we started the Puente and drank with the Americans, pretty nice as they all leave for good next week. Thursday I skipped the intercambio because I wasn't feeling it and needed sleep/wanted to prepare my poor liver for the weekend.

Friday we headed to Robert Boyd (standard) and White. I lost my camera down my boobs this night, and cried an awful lot. I also lost my phone down there, which thinking back is actually really hilarious. Nevertheless, I found it which was a success. We ended the night with the besssst Shawarma yet, cannot believe I have finally come round to the idea of kebabs with both chilli sauce and mayonnaise. 3 years ago I used to judge this choice as vile and simply wrong, and now I crave it. I can't even explain what Málaga has done to my diet. But I would like to thank the men that know me and Katie for making us the best Shawarmas, and making the end of a night/morning good even when you are in a reaaaaally bad mood!

Saturday we went to the bar crawl, chilling with Brian 'on the barrrr crawl' and finally meeting some other random new people from new nationalities; Poland, The Netherlands (cracked out my best Dutch - thanks Campenhout), Australia, Portugal then somewhere else in Eastern Europe. This night was super fun, however too much Tequila makes me sick, I should know this already.

Sunday, I got persuaded to go out again. We went for our standard family dinner, but to the American diner this week which was insanely good. Anywhere with jukeboxes and booths and square tiling on the walls makes me happy. Not to mention they had pink lemonade, and I also had the first cheesecake I've had since summer. Lucy Jayne Jones and I got bang on it and decided to make it a night, headed for more RB's then back to Sala Gold to do our thing and play 'Dance how (fill in the blank as appropriate) dances'. We know how to make empty clubs fun.

Monday night, would you believe we went out again, Sala Gold's anniversary party. Of course I won a free T-shirt, granting me free access to dance on the stage. Success.

Tuesday was Lucy and Stacey's last night so we went to an Argentinian restaurant at the port before having some champers and wine on the roof terrace of the Marriott that overlooks the port. What a lovely evening. We headed to Boyd's again and then to Sala Wenge, to yet again make an empty club fun. A fishbowl came to mind again. I don't know if the Malaguenas just don't go out, or if the Malaguenos just outnumber them! Either way, we were stared at allll night long. Until we finally gave up and headed home for some zzz's.

Classes on these kind of hangovers are just no fun! Sitting in a translation class after only 5 hours sleep is definitely something I won't miss during the Christmas holidays! Mind you, I definitely won't miss hangovers either!

Can you believe I just managed to create a whole blog post on how I have spent my drunken weekend? This is a combination of pure verbal diarrhoea and the fact that my life has become one big party. Guess it's a good way to cheer myself up for the next few weeks...or at least attempt to! I only have myself to blame,  however, my theory in life is to have fun and live as if you would die tomorrow. And if what I've heard about the world ending next Friday is true, then it's a good job I am having so much fun and still managing to complete my homework on time.

On a genuine last little note, I have made some incredible friendships here, and time is running out rapidly. It makes me so sad that in 2 months time, I'll be moving to another new city, making a new bunch of friends and moving even further away from home. There's an element of excitement to it, yes. But unfortunately now I am only seeing the negatives, I love the life I've made for myself here, I love my twathat club and all my chicas here, and am going to miss them all so much. I can't even explain it other than with a big fat GAAAH.

That's all for now. Going to attempt to tick some more off my To-do list...

Besos x