Today was one of those action packed days that seemed to have lasted a lot longer than it did. I had my MRI and it went really well. I despised being in the tube though, but the doctors were so sweet and again very beautiful people. I think it is a cult here! And after my appointment and a wandering around BCN, I went on a “date” at the beach. It really wasn’t an official date, but it was a preplanned solo event. He was an hour and 15 minutes late. I should have realized not to put up with that, but I didn’t. But I need one good lesson to be learned to set the standard for my current living situation in Barcelona. During this time a creeper Juan was taking pictures of me and touching me. So it didn’t start the date off well when Juan was getting action and I was trying to ignore him.
But the date went really well at first. We walked the port and sat on the beach and played in the sand of the Mediterranean and watched the sun go down. It was cute and romantic and it could have come out of the movies. And at sundown he kissed me, so it appeared to be a perfect date. We talked for a few hours and just got to know each other better. He was so nice and has a talent with words. Though I know have had a problem with this in my past and guys, falling for guys who are conniving and manipulative with their words and actions. Each time I learn I get stronger and try not to put up with shit. And when I was with him I felt that he was just a whore. I told him I wasn’t easy and he said he wasn’t either (I have heard that before). But I just didn’t have that needed click. Besides this huge problem it was a really nice evening on the beach, and I was happy to have watched the sun go down with him. It was romantic and sweet. And it is what I should be doing in Barcelona, exploring my options.
And I am just going to hop to the action part of the night. It was girl’s club night. We pregamed at Katie’s, and then walked to the club. We all were in some sort of leggings and were ready to hit up the town. I love girl’s nights! We can talk about bowel movements, farts, boys, and anything on our minds. Especially with these girls. Jody, Erin, and Katie are the best thing that has happened to me on this trip. I love them so much. The quotes of the night were “That’s what she said” and “You and those crutches are crampin my style”. I almost peed my pants during that one!
At midnight we went to a bar called Pipperment. It had up to 90 euro drinks, but all of their beverages were in huge fishbowls. It was packed and we barely had room to stand. But we found our niche and just listened to random American music and watched tennis on tv. Guys kept stealing my crutches and doing dances with them, and we just had a good time with the girls before the club opened!
At 2 we went to Down for an exclusive club party for ESCI. With our cover we got two drinks, and when they filled them up it was all vodka until the top inch which is the mixer. In Barcelona they only believe in a “strong drink” policy. They warned us about that at orientation. They filled the whole glass with vodka and the top ½ inch with a mixer. You really get your money’s worth here. But sometimes that is not a good thing! And then the club started to pack as the bar crowds moved in. They played a mix between techno music (global deejays and put yo hands up for Detroit), current hits, and oldies. Mom be proud, they played I Will Survive and everyone knew the lyrics. And then the end of the song turned into Bar mitzvah style. And everyone danced in a circle and sang! It was amazing. I recorded part on video for you so I can show you when you visit!
They also had the Grease match up, and locals had a line and were singing to us! They had sweaters on and it could have been a scene out of the 60’s. My date was at the club and right when he came into the club he found me and picked me up and spun me to dance with me. But then I couldn’t have told you where he went. Actually I did know, to flirt with the bartender. So the girls and I danced and spun with our guys friends. They were more fun to dance with!
Later on as 2 turned to four we still were dancing with our guy friends showing our “hottest” sprinkler, shopping cart and bubble dance! My date, were gonna call him “Smokey the Bear”, (nice alias Katie), was making out with a girl at the bar. We watched and shook our heads. I didn’t even like him, but I was pissed. And ten minutes later at the bathrooms Smokey was making out with a blond girl with fugly bangs. I was livid. He came to dance with me, (after I had my guy friend pretend to be all over me). In the words of Jazz “Jealousy is the cousin, the cousin of greed”. And he tried to touch me, but I pushed him away. And I was firm, and said “I saw you kissing two other girls, but you are nothing to me, and I can’t control you, and I am choosing not to associate myself with you any more”. And he freaked, and grabbed me. I pushed away and he just ripped me close and said I was lying and he never did such a thing. And he told me if a girl ever hit him, he would hit back. Now that was fucked up.
And I walked away. He kept coming by us, but my friends were amazing. Katie kept getting in his face and telling him to leave and making him leave me alone. And he just sat there and watched me dance. He tried grabbing me, but Eric did a great job being our bodyguard. He wouldn’t leave me alone and Erin went and told him off. And then Erik did too. He stormed out of the club. It was so much drama, and I didn’t even cause it. I am so happy my friends were there. They are amazing and they stood up for me, and I couldn’t have been as bold or as strong as I was without them. And they told him off. And he was getting so angry with them. But he wouldn't do anything because they had boy backup! <3 my girls are amazing.
I learned a huge lesson that night. If your boyfriend or someone you are with is giving attentions to a girl that obviously doesn’t seem right, confront him. If not he will probably end up sleeping with her or kissing her and using the famous “I was drunk” excuse. I learned this the hard way without confronting an ex when he was texting a girl and I heard rumors that they were talking. When you confront them, you have evidence, without proof there is always some sort of denial. Like in my past he denied texting her, when I actually saw it before in his phone. Sadly catching them red-handed is the only way to fully have everything and evidentiary support on your side. Confront when you can, it will be better in the end. Actions speak loud than words. And in my case tonight it is what happens.
I am glad this happened. It was one of those learning experiences in Barcelona that I understood myself better and how to handle situations like these in the future.
I am a completely different person since I came to Barcelona. I am confident, outspoken and will get my point across. I will not let a boy walk all over me, and I will make sure I will come out on top at the end and not let them hurt me. I needed help from my friends this time, but I made sure I didn’t dig myself into a larger whole. In the end he was the one who lost out. And in the future, I am watching my choice in guys and I will find one to adore me, and one who doesn’t use “I was drunk” as an excuse for their actions. I learned from the past, and today I was so proud how I handled this situation. I don’t need a boy to hurt me, and they can sleep with the sluts and live happily ever after. And I will live happily ever after with my friends and a guy who cares and can respect you enough to stay faithful. Girls shouldn’t settle for anything less.
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