So, I haven't posted since I left for Mexico... shit. So much has happened. The stupid computers here at the EEE/UV sometimes won't let me onto blogger so I haven't even tried lately until today.
Where to start?
When I hang out here in Xalapa, a lot of the times, I'm the only American. It's usually Canadians, French, and an Englishman named Guy. My best friend from my ISA group works for the government and all I eat is cheese and tortillas.
I was hooking up with a Frenchman until he told me he had a girlfriend. Get this-
we are lying in bed in the morning. He is super affectionate and doting. Then he asks me if I have a boyfriend in the States. Um, no... Then I realize, shit. I know where this is going. Long story short, he is in love with his girl in France but can't go a year without "love". He did write me an apology on facebook and we attempted to hang out one night but ever since I haven't heard hide nor hair from the kid.
Instead... Guy has a huge crush on me and I've just been letting it happen. He's super amazing but there is no real physical attraction on my side. It sucks especially because we are such great friends and he likes me so much. I feel like I'm fooling myself and him.
I got my nose pierced again and am planning on a new tatt. yeehaw!
I often feel very stupid. I can't express myself in spanish very well and I have to remind myself that I am an intelligent woman who can be very eloquent with her words. (not that I necessarily transmit that in this blog) I wish my spanish was better... I know that I need to spend more time in Mexico away from so many english speakers, but it's hard and I have so much to do when I get home. I miss my friends and eating vegetables.
I definitely haven't been smoking that much... instead I am a wine-o. Tomorrow, as usual, I will go with Ellen to Postodoro to eat pizza and drink wine. Also, we'll take in the view- Uriel, the cutest damn thing you've ever seen- our favorite waiter.
Harrison emailed me the other day and said that he has a "heavy and auspicious relic" for me. Ugh... what is this? I really haven't stopped thinking about him. I'll forget for awhile but then something like this happens and POOF! I'm making up scenarios again. I guess just like Scott Sierzega, the ones that really crush my soul are the ones I can't let go. I have been thinking about Mac as well. He's definitely a person I could see myself with, but I'm not going to dwell on the fact. Who knows what will happen.
My dad is still in the nursing home. He had to have a bypass in his leg. I just want him to get out of the hospital so he can actually recuperate.