So after being here two months and speaking English with non-native speakers, I am happy to say that I am learning how to speak English better (Sidenote: I mean enunciation and such, my grammar blows most of the time). Throughout my entire life there has been the running joke in my family that I talk so fast and enunciate so poorly that I need sub-titles. Mahaha, well watch out family. Your Kellie is coming back a new woman. I may not be completely bilingual but OH BOY will I be able to speak some coherent English.
Yay God. Speaking English with Spaniards is fun because I get to practice teachering. I’m going to rock some Spanish teachering one day. Rockkk it.
And Marshall tells me this picture is me in Spain waiting for the bus. My boyfriend thinks I’m pretty.