I'm moved into my homestay! I have one drawer, which is interesting, so all of my clothes are either hanging from hooks on my door or folded on a little sofa bed thing. My host family is a señora named Angela and her tiny dog. She has an entire room dedicated to her clothing and she wasted absolutely no time in telling me that learning Catalan is a waste of time and it's an ugly language. She's really funny and nice and she made a tortilla tonight with tomatoes and potatoes and onions and it was absolutely delicious and I feel bad about the fact that I've been staring at her when she tries to engage me in conversation. She's pretty cool and I'm sure we'll get along well when I can figure out how to speak Spanish again.

I've always thought that I've had a decent accent but comparing myself to native speakers all the time is making me feel like such a foreigner. Which, you know, I am. I just want to make it so that the little bits of American accent don't creep up into my Spanish. I also feel like I'm trying to be cool or something (phony a la Caulfield, I guess) when I say grathias instead of gracias - the Spanish lisp.

I mostly just can't wait for classes to start and to go to sleep, which is going to happen pretty soon after I post this. It's only 8 here but I'm SO TIRED. Everything is going to seem so much better when I'm not tired anymore.

I can't remember how to speak Spanish right now.

Oh and I have a phone! It was cheap and you can call me! You probably won't but that's okay. The number is 605614583.