A heartfelt farewell

My friend Morgen wrote a blog entry about her "guapas" (beauties) aka friends she made in Spain in the program. I often talk about Morgen, Carly, Sarah, etc, so I think you should have a read...


http://labibliotecaestaenfuego.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-guapas.html

"Workin' the beads."

I was writing something on my friend Morgen's facebook wall and read what a relative wrote on there. She's referring to her Grandma's intense prayer...

"The dumb volcano has Gma Marianne all worked up... She's convinced it will foul up your return. I think she will be working the beads to rectify the situation. To be honest, if it comes down to Grandma's worry vs. the powers of the earth and a volcanic eruption, my money is on Grandma."

Chin Chat

Carly, Sarah, and I were a little slaphappy when on our trip in Granada a couple months back.

(On the trip) Allie fell ill and Morgen had to accompany her all day in the hospital. When Morgen got back, tired and feeling sick herself, we guaranteed her that this would cheer her up, and it did.

Stalkertime...SPAIN style!

first, let you know all this conversing/exchange is in Spanish...


My friend Morgen went to the grocery store the other day, where a young (20s ish) guy came up to her as she was in the chips aisle. He lingered for a bit, then made some strange comment about some chips being really good...as some sort of pick up line. She was like "uh, yeah." Then he asked her for her number, and she was in a hurry to leave so she just gave it to him. After that, she beat herself for making a silly mistake.

In the next day, the guy sent her about 10 texts about hanging out or getting coffee sometime, which she totally wasn't interested in. She never responded to any.

Then, when she was updating me about this after class last week, she got a call and answered it. It was him, from a restricted number! He somehow blocked his ID so she'd answer. She just said that she had to go and hung up on him. She then got a few texts over the next few days, one of which said he can't sleep without thinking about her.

Now she was starting to get nervous b/c he goes to the same university as us, and she is worried he'll spot her.

I am sure you wonder how someone could find a person in such a large campus...but Morgen has red hair and a bright blue leather jacket. Almost every Spaniard is brunette, so she is like a huge visible target.

Then, the next day, as she was walking to class, he texted her and asked if she was in class. She lied and said yes. Then he was like "are you suuuuure" then she realized he saw her and was somewhere on campus in eyesight! She quickly ran into a building.

Now she is contemplating going to coffee with him so he'll just go away. At the same time, she doesn't want to lead him on since she already knows that nothing will grow from it.
What will happen next!?!?
*cue suspense music*

Okay? Okay. Okay! OKAY!

The other day, Morgen called me after dinner. I was staring out the window in the family room, where Dante and Carlos were sitting.

Of course, Morgen and I were speaking English on the phone. She did most of the talking, so I was mostly saying "okay" over and over.

I turned around to look back at Carlos and Dante, and Dante had a huge grin on his face. He then started saying "Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay!" over and over again. He had no idea what he was saying.

Carlos was like: "Dante, sabes que significa okay? Es igual a vale, pero es la palabra en inglés." (Do you know what OKAY means? It´s the same as the word "vale", but in English)

Dante just kept repeating it over and over with a huge grin. It was super cute. Even when it started morphing into nonsense words, then eventually Carlos' nickname (koki). "Okay! okayokayokayokaykoh! kay! kayko! koki?"