Anticipated loneliness

Is it possible to be lonely in advance? I think so, because this week my flatmates were informed of when the spanish army was granting them a one-week vacation, and all three of them will be gone when I come back in early January from a short visit to Belgium for new year. Which means I will be all alone for my birthday...

Well, this week wast just another regular school week... In fact, when I come to think of it, it is funny that I should consider anything ´regular´ here because everything should be special because I´m abroad! But fact is that those things in life one cannot get around (like studying, grmbl) are just about the same in every country. A regular week it was, then.

Actually, because of my own stupidity, I had more class than I ought to have had! Let me explain... So I have told you about the whole story with the professor that changed the date of my presentation and all, remember? Well, on Tuesday I have theory class of that same professor. At the end of the class, he asked: "Who has his/her presentation due tomorrow?" Silence. "Allright", he said, "who hasn´t done his/her presentation yet?" Three people raise their hands. "Good. You there, can you do your presentation tomorrow?", he said, pointing to a boy whose name I don´t know. You could see the blood retracting from his face. No way. Neither could the other two people who hadn´t done their presentation yet. (I mean, hello, what about simply giving each one of us a deadline at the beginning of the semester?) "Well then, we won´t have class tomorrow, I suppose", the professor concluded.

Enter my big mouth in the story (and a bit of my conscience too, I am proud to say). The thing was that last week, when Simone and I did our presentation, a girl had chatted with me before the start and she had told me that she was up next in line for the presentations. That girl was not present during this theory class, so I said: "But I believe there´s a girl whose turn it is to do the presentation tomorrow." "Oh!", the professor said, "Excellent! Then we will have class tomorrow."

So anyway, because of my big stupid mouth we all went to class on Wednessday, only to hear that the girl had called in sick. The professor felt so sorry for us that we had all come to class for nothing, that he had prepared some extra exercises as a consolation... Yes, yes, go on, kill the foreigner... (But really, how would that girl have felt if she had been there to do her presentation and not even the professor had shown up?)

Another person that has called in sick today is my Sevillanas teacher, so I won´t have dance class today. A pity, I was really looking forward to it and now I´m not sure whether I will be able to learn all 4 Sevillanas dances before I leave...

Another person who is calling in sick is my boyfriend... but sick or not, he is coming to visit this weekend and I am going to pick him up at the airport in 3 hours! You know, I was quite ok with ´missing´ everything in Belgium: my boyfriend, my family, my friends, Leuven, home... I guess I was just too busy living new experiences these last months to stop to think about it a lot. But now that the holidays are coming and that my return it getting closer (well ok, two more months, but if there´s one thing I´ve experienced here, that is that time flíes) I suddenly start missing everything more and I am starting to long to be home again. I am really looking forward to go home in two weeks and sleep in my own bed, eat Mom-cooked-dinners, chase my brother from MY car (for the parents: "the car I use") and MY room (ok, those will be new experiences...) Every time I see a plane crossing the sky I think about how I´ll be in one of those going home again in two weeks!