Coffee break catastrophe

So, while studying for my midterms, I starting to feel a bit tired and decided that I needed coffee. Normally my host mom has coffee made in the kitchen, but there wasn't any. So, I decided to make some, I mean, how hard could this be?

I had never used this particular coffee maker, but it seemed as simple as any coffee maker I had used before. I got the bag of coffee grounds out and looked at it for the instructions. (I know how much to put in at home, but I think the coffee is a bit different here, much stronger, and so I wanted to be sure.) So I looked, and searched, and nowhere on the package did I find instructions on how many cucharadas (spoonfuls) to put in. A bit frustrated and confused, I just decided to try to make it how I normally do in the states. Done and done. Or so I thought...

I went back into my room to study a bit and after about 10 minutes assumed it'd be done. I was walking back into the kitchen, saying to myself "I'm going to laugh if I walk in and there's coffee everywhere..." Then I walk in, and...you guessed it...there's coffee EVERYWHERE. all over the countertop, dripped down to the floor. I was like, what in the world could have happened. When I opened the door where you put the filter in, it was a big coffee soupy mess. I tried my best to clean up without anyone knowing what had happened. Used paper towels and one of my own washcloths and then took the trash out. As far as I know, nobody knows. It's a good thing they don't know English and can't read this blog. :)

So, I still don't know what happened--what I did wrong--and still don't know how to make coffee. Which is even extra pathetic since I worked in a coffee shop. Maybe one day I'll learn...