Singing in the rain...

It's raining in Barcelona. Actually it has been raining more or less continuously for a loooong time. I think we have had more rain the last two weeks than all the time from September to March combined... And I have finally completely lost any belief I may have had in weather forcasts. Somehow they manage to get it wrong every day. Until March my impression of weather reports here was that they were always too pessimistic. They told us it would rain everywhere (at least in Catalunya) and then it did rain everywhere but Barcelona. I even told Riikka, the Finnish girl who moved in in February, that it never rains in Barcelona (of course it started raining the next day, just to prove me wrong, but at least then it only lasted for a couple of days). My relationship with rain has also changed rather dramatically over the last year. In Bergen rain is normal, it's what you expect. A day witout rain is a positive surprise. Here I take it personally if it rains for two or more days in a row.
At least we were lucky with the weather on our two daytrips during Easter (pictures upcoming). Lucky enough, in fact, for my friend Alma to get sunstroke (very scary business, btw.). Today the rain is combined with a bit more heat than earlier in April, which you would think was nice, but actually it just makes the world humid and sticky and disgusting, and it makes the Metro a nightmare, particularly if you have been running because you're just a littlebit later than you were planning to be (the Metro is always either too hot or too cold, and gets very humid when it rains). Have been checking the reports for next week, and the weather is supposed to get better, but I'm sceptical. Last week I was convinced that this week would be good because I actually didn't think it possible that it could rain for such a long period in BCN, but now I don't know anything anymore...
Anyway, apart from the weather situation:
Friday the 13th today and so far nothing dramatic has happened (yes, a little disappointed). Had an exam which went really bad, but that was as expected, and since it was a partial exam and I can do it again in June it doesn't really matter. The exam I managed to fuck up completely on wednesday I'm a bit upset about however, because I had actually studied for that one. So, having finished two exams this week and everything (worked very hard...) I tried to do as little as possible today, and I have rather succeeded. My class at 17 (Spanish and Catalan history for exchange students) was cancelled because the teacher is ill, so now I'm back to wasting time on the internet. The plan for the rest of the day is to find a book at the library for Erica and then go see free movies at the Museu d'Història de la Ciutat.

(Av ein eller annan grunn has melodien til "fuglane vett" snurra rundt i hovudet mitt heile dagen i dag. Veldig rart, for eg har ikkje høyrt denne sangen på lenge, og det tok meg halve dagen å finna ut kva det eigentleg var. Kanskje det er eit eller anna slag teikn...)

Hørr, gode vermeldar,

du melde vidt og bredt,

og lengre enn tri dar.

Du peike utforbi,

øve grenså i det fri,

e du stigfinnar, eg drar.

Der fuglane vett,

finst ei lisa av fre’,

der må vel regna tett,

bara fuglane vett.