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Haven't posted in a few days. I've had a good weekend, save for the fact that I left my cell at school on Thursday and it was picked up (thank GOD) by a woman who lives in Perisur - LITERALLY at the opposite end of the city from me (shiiiiit), so I didn't have it until today. That's a long time. But I managed okay, save for a serious bout of misery that sort of crested with this phone thing.
I feel like psychologically, the same things are happening to me this time around as when I first came here. That is, depression, feeling isolated, falling into the compulsion to not eat or to eat as little as possible, et cetera. And it's so stupid because I am trying so damn hard to like it here and get along with everyone and make friends and speak in Spanish and be friendly. And I've made friends and I have people to hang out with but GOD DAMMIT if I can't be as happy as I want to be. :\
It also doesn't help that I feel perpetually exhausted from waking up so early every morning. I'm just not a morning person. I mean, I get up and I go, but I just feel crappy afterwards. Maybe I should look into some kind of vitamin or some sort of energy supplement quackery. But it's all so EXPENSIIIIVE
Yesterday was super awesome. We went to Tepoztlán, which is a sort of hippy dippy pueblo outside of el DF - I didn't know it was hippy dippy till I got there and saw an Indian restaurant specializing in vegetarian cuisine. UHHHHHH
But yeah, it was cool. We saw the market and the convent, whose front gate is decorated with a mural executed entirely in seeds. Every fucking seed you can think of was on that entrance. Anyway, the day we went was a big festival for the town commemorating the conversion of the tribes to Catholicism (AHAHAHA WOW) and they had a play in Nahuatl, an indigenous language spoken in the region, about how the chief of Tepoztlán nobly tried to convince the other chiefs to convert too. There was a procession from outside the town to the convent, where they would stop every so often to set off fireworks to cleanse the air. And once they reached the church, they had a service. The service was really odd, compared to ANY other Catholic service in the first world. It was a mix of prehispanic tradition and Catholicism - the syncretistic culture of religion in Latin America and the Caribbean. Anyway, after that we went and scaled the Tepozteco, which is about 500m (1641 ft) above the base of the valley. At the top of this crazy mountain is a temple dedicated to the god of pulque, Tepoztécatl. Obviously the idea here was to make it as safe as possible for pilgrims who got wasted in Tepoztécatl's honor so they could fall off the side of a huge fucking cliff. Anyway, the Spaniards arrived and saw this mountain and said, "Well fuck that," and carved a super rudimentary graded ascending 'stairway.' But either way, it was a hell of a climb for me. Everyone else, too. We made it up in about 45 minutes, which apparently was much faster than most of the group. After I got back I mentioned to Alejandro how hard I thought it was (because, güey, the climb was CABRÓN and I'm not going to lie about it), and he goes, "Really?" Apparently it wasn't hard for him. Or he's a show off of epic proportions. Either way: ASSHOLE.
After we climbed the mountain I came down with Aurelie, a French chick, and we ate lunch and went shopping. For the record, I ate lunch at the tianguis despite what the tool guide from the Ibero told us and didn't get sick. I also spent $24mex and everyone else spent like $100mex on their food. I had money to buy myself a totally kickass necklace made of green and brown beads - but it's a big fat neck covering necklace. It cost me $130mex which I thought was a steal for something so big and handmade, but the Mexicans who saw it went, "U GOT RIPED OF GURL" and I felt used. But it was a proper store, not a market. So it wasn't that bad?
Anywho, I was so bushed after that, I fell asleep during Goldeneye and Alejandro's house and missed the end of it. Today we went to the south to get my phone and then went to the flower market at Xochimilco and I bought myself a tiger lily for my room! It's got like ten buds so when it blooms it'll be awesome.
After we got back I worked on a project and then went to the shopping center nearby to eat a late lunch of sushi which cost me $112mex and got me sick. APPARENTLY STREET FOOD IS SAFER. I went on to Officemax and proceeded to spend the next three hours there trying to print out the component parts of a pop up card I have to turn in tomorrow. It came out well, despite numerous traumas including but not limited to my putting it on a huge fucking puddle of glue the SECOND I finished putting it together, and going to Alejandro's house to ask for an envelope and spending the next twenty minutes running back and forth between Alejandro's mom, his dad, and Alejandro himself and no one listening to me and giving me ideas and alejg:LESRJGKLS:EJL:EYKL#SHT:LEKSHG IT IS SO STRESSFUL BEING AT HIS HOUSE. I got more wound up being there for twenty minutes than I did being at office max all day. Fuck that.
Anyway, I'm done for the night. I'll do what remains of my graphic design homework tomorrow in paper engineering.
peace out
the air is pregnant
and sweet with the ancient sounds
of new catholics
up the old pathways
looking down at the valley
the world below us
snow of every kind
beautiful tastes and colors
always get limon
so my necklace was
a rip off? at least it's not
fugly like your frog
I feel like psychologically, the same things are happening to me this time around as when I first came here. That is, depression, feeling isolated, falling into the compulsion to not eat or to eat as little as possible, et cetera. And it's so stupid because I am trying so damn hard to like it here and get along with everyone and make friends and speak in Spanish and be friendly. And I've made friends and I have people to hang out with but GOD DAMMIT if I can't be as happy as I want to be. :\
It also doesn't help that I feel perpetually exhausted from waking up so early every morning. I'm just not a morning person. I mean, I get up and I go, but I just feel crappy afterwards. Maybe I should look into some kind of vitamin or some sort of energy supplement quackery. But it's all so EXPENSIIIIVE
Yesterday was super awesome. We went to Tepoztlán, which is a sort of hippy dippy pueblo outside of el DF - I didn't know it was hippy dippy till I got there and saw an Indian restaurant specializing in vegetarian cuisine. UHHHHHH
But yeah, it was cool. We saw the market and the convent, whose front gate is decorated with a mural executed entirely in seeds. Every fucking seed you can think of was on that entrance. Anyway, the day we went was a big festival for the town commemorating the conversion of the tribes to Catholicism (AHAHAHA WOW) and they had a play in Nahuatl, an indigenous language spoken in the region, about how the chief of Tepoztlán nobly tried to convince the other chiefs to convert too. There was a procession from outside the town to the convent, where they would stop every so often to set off fireworks to cleanse the air. And once they reached the church, they had a service. The service was really odd, compared to ANY other Catholic service in the first world. It was a mix of prehispanic tradition and Catholicism - the syncretistic culture of religion in Latin America and the Caribbean. Anyway, after that we went and scaled the Tepozteco, which is about 500m (1641 ft) above the base of the valley. At the top of this crazy mountain is a temple dedicated to the god of pulque, Tepoztécatl. Obviously the idea here was to make it as safe as possible for pilgrims who got wasted in Tepoztécatl's honor so they could fall off the side of a huge fucking cliff. Anyway, the Spaniards arrived and saw this mountain and said, "Well fuck that," and carved a super rudimentary graded ascending 'stairway.' But either way, it was a hell of a climb for me. Everyone else, too. We made it up in about 45 minutes, which apparently was much faster than most of the group. After I got back I mentioned to Alejandro how hard I thought it was (because, güey, the climb was CABRÓN and I'm not going to lie about it), and he goes, "Really?" Apparently it wasn't hard for him. Or he's a show off of epic proportions. Either way: ASSHOLE.
After we climbed the mountain I came down with Aurelie, a French chick, and we ate lunch and went shopping. For the record, I ate lunch at the tianguis despite what the tool guide from the Ibero told us and didn't get sick. I also spent $24mex and everyone else spent like $100mex on their food. I had money to buy myself a totally kickass necklace made of green and brown beads - but it's a big fat neck covering necklace. It cost me $130mex which I thought was a steal for something so big and handmade, but the Mexicans who saw it went, "U GOT RIPED OF GURL" and I felt used. But it was a proper store, not a market. So it wasn't that bad?
Anywho, I was so bushed after that, I fell asleep during Goldeneye and Alejandro's house and missed the end of it. Today we went to the south to get my phone and then went to the flower market at Xochimilco and I bought myself a tiger lily for my room! It's got like ten buds so when it blooms it'll be awesome.
After we got back I worked on a project and then went to the shopping center nearby to eat a late lunch of sushi which cost me $112mex and got me sick. APPARENTLY STREET FOOD IS SAFER. I went on to Officemax and proceeded to spend the next three hours there trying to print out the component parts of a pop up card I have to turn in tomorrow. It came out well, despite numerous traumas including but not limited to my putting it on a huge fucking puddle of glue the SECOND I finished putting it together, and going to Alejandro's house to ask for an envelope and spending the next twenty minutes running back and forth between Alejandro's mom, his dad, and Alejandro himself and no one listening to me and giving me ideas and alejg:LESRJGKLS:EJL:EYKL#SHT:LEKSHG IT IS SO STRESSFUL BEING AT HIS HOUSE. I got more wound up being there for twenty minutes than I did being at office max all day. Fuck that.
Anyway, I'm done for the night. I'll do what remains of my graphic design homework tomorrow in paper engineering.
peace out
the air is pregnant
and sweet with the ancient sounds
of new catholics
up the old pathways
looking down at the valley
the world below us
snow of every kind
beautiful tastes and colors
always get limon
so my necklace was
a rip off? at least it's not
fugly like your frog