The World Cup Finals start at 8:30 and I have been debating all day about what I will be doing. People from class said they were planning on going to La Rambla but the combination of dread about the crowds and knowing I was only invited out of courteousness make me want to just stay home.
My roommates went to watch the game out of town and won´t be back until tomorrow so I could stay home and watch it in relative peace. I was hoping today would be a bit more exciting than it has been. I´ve spent most of the day arguing with myself.
It´s basically the same argument as usual. I don´t want to stay here, so far from home with no apartment or job security or friends, but I don´t want to go back to no job and no home either.
11:07 pm
It happened. Spain won the World Cup for the first time ever, while I was here! The horns are blowing, people are shouting, fireworks exploding... Tonight is going to be one giant party! I´m very happy but I must confess that I am very tired and have a headache! I´m probably the only person in Spain that wants to go to bed now. I´m glad I didn´t go to La Rambla, I´m a bit intimidated by the noise and crowds even now as I sit in my safe, semi-quiet apartment. Yay Spain! Good night.
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