No showers for Taylor

Well I just got in trouble again...but this time I understood what was going on. I'm quite proud of myself.

Apparently, if I go away for 3 days and then come straight home from the beach to change clothes and run out to watch the world cup and then out of politeness do not shower at 3:30 in the morning....I am not allowed to shower before class and then shower after sweating in my AC/Fan less room in 105 degree weather before going to bed. I suppose I was supposed to go to class with sand still in my hair and the Spain flag painted on my face.

I'm not sure what other options I really had...plus I really wanted to point out that I should get to make up the showers I skipped taking here on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday....Too bad I don't know enough Spanish to be sassy. I'm stuck saying "Si" and " Lo Siento".

I know I'm being quite the grouch....but I had just woken up this morning with every intention of attempting to be positive about everything...and to learn to ENJOY sweating in my sleep...when I discovered that Spainish outlets had fried my powercord....long story...but they also fried Sarah's powercord. Roberto is one of my current heros. He's internet-less down the street and has no need for his powercord. Sarah and I have it now.

I snuck a bottle of water into the tiny freezer- I'm going to remove it soon. It's one of those giant water bottles. I think I'll tuck it horizontal under the small of my back and just lay on it until I cool down.