Wednesday, April 6, 2016

my buddies at university in Spain

before I mention them, from around 96/97, I'll mention one girl at college here in Sydney a couple of years after aforementioned buddies in Spain.... I'm pretty sure her name was Jade and she was representing herself as a lesbian, same time, she let me get into bed with her one night to sleep but no game... Like she just wanted some close proximity but no making out... She was really cute, I didn't care if she had sex with women, like that wasn't a turn off at all, having mentioned that, as a kind of associated memory of my university schooling in general, I'll tell you a little about my buddies in Spain, keeping in mind, in Spain the classmates don't change locations like in Australia or America with the expansive campuses and space and funding. like a lot of European nations and the Chinese, the kids just sit still everywhere all day long and the lecturers move to them, often in cramped buildings.


btw, the girl with the burnt fringe put two and two together within ten minutes of the event according to my recollection of the matter, although we never saw eachother for a few days after burn-gate

digressing slightly, although I don't ever recall listening to Fleetwood mac ever in spain, certainly not during my year and a half long sojourn there from January 1996 thru july 1997..... however, I had one of their songs just kick its way aggressively into my subconscious a few days ago and it pretty much matches that particular entire stay there at that phase, which, on the whole, was quite interesting in my estimation......

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcawnRIyeok

so getting back to some of my classmates there at the complutense in madrid, I can tell you we never had the kind of relationship where we'd spend a lot of time together outside of class although occasionally we did so......... probably worth mentioning the universities in spain to me looked like a joke in terms of rote teaching/learning, lack of interaction, large class sizes, etc, etc, etc.... all very similar to my experience working as a teacher in china...... I wasn't impressed much either by the curriculum in high school in spain, neither by their approach with regard to the issues already mentioned......... certainly to americans the libraries in spain  would look like a joke due to a chronic shortage of books of variety, for example, I can walk into a public library in nyc and find a book in Spanish by a multitude of Puerto rican or Spanish speaking writers from nyc or somewhere and there's a wealth of that kind of culture, but in spain they don't care because they've really just decided a few certain writers who are incredibly mediocre and boring are somehow important........  anyway, I wouldn't have held that against my classmates in spain as it wasn't their fault! and anyway, I still hadn't realized at that time how viable and strong Spanish  speaking culture was in the usa

so sitting next to me on either side, every day, day in and day out were nacho and gracia..... both of whom were considerably older than the average student............nacho was a lawyer, around 28 years old and gracia was a nurse around 43 I guess, however she was tight lipped about her age........ nacho was certain that gracia was interested in exploiting me for her own sexual satisfaction, despite being married and having a teenage son......... gracia was good looking for her age, possibly a peroxide blonde, however, I totally wouldn't have gone there as she was way too old and I had a lot better game than that........there was a very typical Madrid kind of guy with a Madrid accent, Alejandro (Alexander) sitting behind us and possibly by an aisle, so that he only ever sat next to one person it seemed, which, in my memory was always one particular girl, I think her name was Pachus, but can't recall for sure...... i'm mentioning these people because I had some love for them........ actually I said I had better game than Gracia, but in fact her age really showed her wisdom compared to my own age (20) as she easily spotted that I was pussy-whipped and said so, and, in fact, she was right......... I don't think Alex and Pachus were ever a match but who knows if they did ever have something going on, they certainly never meant blabbering about it.........not sure about their relationship but they probably smoked up together and drank together occasionally with mutual friends as they navigated how to play the game to pass the stupid exams there in spain with our shitty losing university system.........I definitely recall catching up with the two of them about four years after our year together as students......... I was totally wasted however, stoned on pot and drunk so completely unable to barely stay lucid or somehow cogniscent..........still I remember they both seemed friendly........ Pachus in general was one to stay quiet and watch people whereas Alex was outgoing and liked to talk......... like a lot of Spaniards, he probably considered himself real smart at judging people's intentions and interests in their actions which is probably a national sport there, seeing what people really want, what they are fishing around for, why they're acting the way they are, how they're acting, what their angle and interest is, etc.......... generally Alex had a very jovial disposition and was given to laughter..... Pachus was quieter and kind of seemed sweet but like she constantly had period cramps or something......... there were another three kids that were a little square for the five of us already mentioned, I suppose, that sat nearby and we worked with them a little on some group project or figuring out what was going on.........and another guy called Ruben........ those are the only guys I recall, apart from the Mexican Heidi Mitchell, who sat nearby us too, who, as I mentioned ended up marrying a very famous latin world singer, Alejandro Sanz.......... there was also a Colombian girl that nacho was always joking wanted to jump into the sack with me (nacho wasn't kidding, a lot of chicks dug me, what can i say) and some girl up near the back of the class that was so good looking it was ridiculous, I guess I never hit on her because I was into American chicks at the time but she was just insanely awesome looking, Jesus, better stop thinking about it.... I remember catching up with her four years later on a different stay in spain, about a year there, different Fleetwood mac song I guess.......and she was still incredibly hot............. we talked for a while at the campus cafeteria, I guess she was in last year on that occasion whereas when I first recalled her, we were in first year together (it was a five year plan)......... she was still incredibly gorgeous looking and looked interested in me....... not pursuing her, I guess I was too gay or something --- absolutely no idea...........god she was beautiful she had like a beauty mark like a mole or something and always wore really classy and sexy (tight) outfits without looking like a slut.......... maybe she was my ideal marriage partner for life or something -- who knows --- think she had green eyes and like a light tan -- she was definitely a real hotty --- better change topics, sorry

hey look there's my wife!   too bad she hates me




see those big old towels draped up on the rafters, guess they're not panes because they aren't starchy enough or something? that's Sedona library in Arizona, one of the best libraries in the world for feeling away from masses of people and close to a desert and nothing much else.......... there's almost nobody around for miles (population only 10,000), sparseness of population is probably close to an Australian person's heart or something







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