time thus far spent in Madrid

My transition period to Madrid has passed, or rather I can say that I've finally "crossed over". I am feeling more and more accustomed with my schedule, with my daily nap after school, then my course work for my MSCD classes in the evening. I usually cook myself a small dish, lately its been soup, and a sandwich or minute rice. I'm not that great of a cook, though I try. And vegetables out here are cheaper, so I am more inclined to purchase that onion to go with my eggs and potatoes, and the tomato to go with my sandwiches and fresh mushrooms to place on my pizza. Besides cooking I'm spending much of my free time online, researching, reading, studying. I would like to improve my knowledge of Europe, in order to travel. I want to plan for the coming year, and prepare myself for the return home. I believe right now, that I intend on returning to Denver in late July. To complete my degree, in order to establish myself in one place, for an extended period of time. Of course I want to return to Mexico before coming home, that is part of the plan, my life right now is one notepad paper of "plans".
The roommate situation continues to go swimmingly. They are so kind and smart and fill me everyday with information- whether it is a cultural, being of popular or gay (very informative). I like to tell them about my life, about my past, and my recent adventures- like my date with the Guetto bartender in Chueca whom I met through http://madrid.loquo.com/en_us/ (I wrote an entire entry on the experience but it was erased), and of course my kids at school. I wish my Spanish were more improved, I feel as though my lexicon proceeds only that ability of a child. I speak as though I am very little, grammatically speaking. I want to hear about Pablo and his boyfriend, I want to ask him what it is like to be in love in Madrid, what his plans are for the future, and somehow develop a greater friendship in the process.
There is less effort in speaking with Amancio, his English is very good (in addition to his Spanish). I enjoy our talks, and I enjoy the fact that he stops by my room to see how I am doing, how my day was. Amancio is 30 and single (so there are a few things that we share in common). We went to this bear bar called The Paso on Thursday evening. It was interesting. He knew that I have been itching to go out and see some bears in their natural environment. We walked to Chueca from our home, which turned out to be not so far, especially having someone to chat with the entire walk. Once there we ordered drinks (2 for 1's) Amancio was more than eager to join me in the bear watch.
I have been sick this past week with a sinus infection. I have woken up every day with my ears in pain from not popping. School was especially difficult to bear. I hope that neither Pablo nor Amancio interpret my recent behavior as my backing away and resorting to the disposition of me being aloof. I plan on visiting a doctor tomorrow, which means I will have to miss work, something that I do not want to do, especially since it will soon be Halloween. My health must improve, so I can be a better assistant, so I can prepare for Charisma's visit, so I can get something for Danny for his birthday, and a freakin Halloween costume for myself.
I also hurt my knee at the Dorian concert Friday evening. I didn't even get to meet up with Pablo, my phone ran out of minutes and he never text me to tell me where he was located in Sala Heineken. I think his boyfriend wanted it to be just them anyhow, Pablo cancelled with me earlier in the week. That was fine, I wasn't planning on going since I was sick, then a few hours before the show on Friday he sent me a text telling me that Javier (the bf) purchased their tickets as a gift. I had a tremendous time nevertheless. I did run into a friend I made via http://www.last.fm/user/messupmylife82.
With those recent revelations I have been laying pretty low, much out of embarrassment. I didn't do anything Saturday, I spent the day bed-ridden, I couldn't move my knee, it just hurt too much. Honestly I was upset, I wanted to cry, out of pain, out of the fact that I was alone and there really was no one I could just call and receive some help, or even good company. I had plans to go to the country with Izzy and Martin, to visit Rachel and her fiance at their home in Aranjuez. So I was upset about that, about breaking plans. I also was invited on a second date, a person I met through the Guetto Bartender (long story). I stayed in bed and watched lots of Grey's Anatomy. After a few episodes I got all sentimental, morose and fought away the tears.
Today being a little better, my knee being slightly less swollen, I went out for a bit to eat lunch. One Sunday funday treat, the kind I used to have in the states, this treat being a McFlurry from McDonald's- yes, I know, but their ice cream out here is incredible, and they have different flavors. I came home and downloaded some songs, total routine for me. I've been trying to remain optimistic, focused. I did some school work, read for pleasure, and created a mix for the metro ride next week. Right now I plan on returning to bed, more rest is good for my body, I have no "real" medicine, which I could have sworn I purchased in the event I did get sick. I've dissapointed myself this week, though tomorrow will begin the turnover, another chance to again improve. First my health, then complete school, then prepare to have a good week with my closest friend in the world.

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