Week 2

What a week!
I'm learning so much and every day of learning is fun. Mostly.
I love making progress. So as long as I can feel myself improving I feel as though I'm walking on air. It's days like yesterday, when I talk to very few people, and I give myself a break that I tend to wallow. And I get discouraged.
It's so incredibly difficult some days to put myself out there repeatedly to try and meet more people. Some days I want nothing more than to lay in bed and watch movies or read a book and talk to no one. But I'm not here to talk to no one. Silly Megan. Get out of bed.

The good thing is that God is awesome [duh]
I was so encouraged yesterday to read my favorite Psalm in my new Spanish Bible. It took a little while because I had to look up words I didn't know. But I just get so freaking excited when I think about how God is a God who speaks every language, who can communicate with all because He created all AND He is sovereign over all! Hello, Megan. Stop feeling like you're all alone, because your Best Friend is closer than air always. 
Also Spanish worship music is the BOMB.

My classes are great. I really love them. General translation is difficult to have first thing in the morning because my translations are not usually right.. or the most right option. So Carlos (so quirky) tells me I'm wrong a lot. And I don't really enjoy that. But I do enjoy learning. And you only learn by trying. And History of Spain. Yikes. In order to get anything from that class, I have to translate my notes when I get home. I didn't learn ANY of those words in Spanish class.

And church. I went again this last night. OH! Funny Story: They had on their website "Noche de Equipo" = Team Night. And I thought, Great! Team night. Maybe a smaller group of people, maybe small groups? Maybe the core group? So I went. I walked in the door and said "Hey this is team night right? [yup] What is team night?" "oh it's a night for our volunteers" "... oh...*contemplates walking home*" "But you're totally welcome to stay! There will probably be other new people too!"
So I stayed. And it ended up being great I talked to lots of people that I had met the week before, some briefly, some longer. It ended up being great. It was just funny because it was not at all what I'd expected. Also, Spaniards do the whole double kiss thing to greet each other. So one guy came up to me "hola!" *Kiss kiss* "Como te llamas?" (What's your name?) *Me: DYING (from mostly awkward laughter) inside* I'm So not used to that.

But I've met many people who are helping me with my Spanish which is great/annoying/needed.
LOL.

Life. It's good, folks. It's good. It's hard, but it's good.