THE SKY IS FALLING! : the day the world (almost) ended in Barcelona

So i know I haven't yet updated you about my weekend in Madrid with Andrea's family, or my rainy day trip to Tarragona, but after today's events, there are more important things to discuss, such as the end of the world...yes, I am now convinced that any day now, the world is going to end. I honestly felt like Chicken Little today. Let me explain:

This morning, i woke up and started getting ready for class like any other school day.  The forecast for this week had looked dreary, but when I looked out my windows, there was not a drop of rain in sight.  Sure, the sky was gray, so not the most beautiful of days, but there could be worse things (as I would soon find out).  So i threw on my staple jeans and t shirt outfit, my tall, brown leather boots (so my feet wouldn't get wet if it started to rain) and a blazer, it was light enough so i wouldn't die of heat exhaustion in class, but still would keep me warm outside.  At the last minute, i grabbed my umbrella (it had barely survived the torrential downpours of my Paris weekend and had definitely seen better days).  I walked to class (from the metro) and still, there wasn't a drop of rain.  "dumb weatherman. so much for the lluvia fuerte" i thought to myself (I really didn't think it in spanish, just thought it was a good opportunity for some more vocab...) and I walked into class.  About an hour later, the rain started coming down.  hard.  luckily, I had my trusty umbrella....by the end of class, it was pouring outside.  Unfortunately, on Tuesdays and Thursdays, my classes aren't all at the university. I have to either walk 4 blocks or take the metro (and still walk about 2 blocks) to my afternoon art class.  Deciding that the dismal downpour had no intention of leaving the Barcelona area any time soon, my friends and I sprinted through the rain to the metro.  We were a little wet and uncomfortable, but at least we didn't have to walk the whole way in the rain.  But, when we got out of the metro, the weather had taken a turn for the worst. the very worst.  I pulled my umbrella out and prepared myself for what was ahead...I should have just dropped my umbrella in the trashcan, it would have been just as useful there.  As soon as we made it to the top of the stairs, the skies opened up. rain was pouring, not just down the sides, but THROUGH my umbrella.  I tried to run, but i couldn't, i had to swim...okay a bit of an exaggeration, but that's what my feet felt like.  so much for my boots keeping them dry...AND to make matters so much better, it started to hail. yep, thats right. little tiny white pebbles falling from the sky.  i never thought a little ball of snow could hurt that bad, but when it bounces off the motorcycle next to you and pegs you in the eyeball, you start to not like snow so much...with a block and a half to go, we decided to run for it.  I promise you, we looked like olympians hurdling the rivers that flowed down the sidewalks and streets, threatening to carry us off through the city if we dared set a foot in.  it was pure madness.  and of course when crossing the streets in Barcelona, you never come across a green walking man, its always the nasty red "HALT, DON'T GO" man. today he was laughing at us saying, "sucks to be you. Hey you're already wet, why not make you wait a little longer?"  thats just not nice.  when we finally made it to class, we were surprised to see that there were other kids there, figuring everyone would have just gotten so discouraged and gone home.  But, without fail, every single person in our class (all 11) showed up.  Even my teacher was impressed.  I mean, that didn't make sitting in a puddle, listening to the structure of the Sagrada Familia for an hour and a half any more worthwhile, it was just impressive.  Luckily by the time class was over, the skies had closed up again.  I'm hoping that's the end of the ordeal, because i'm leaving to go to the gym in a few minutes and have to walk 2 blocks, but the gray skies still threaten. and i supposed i owe an apology to the weatherman, but with a side note: next time we're supposed to get "lluvia fuerte" in Barcelona, please get rid of the sugar coating and just say "don't leave your house weather". that's much more helpful!