another day... and i wanna come home!
soo... nothin too exciting is goin down over here. i saw an even worse part of town yesterday. some kid asked for money so i gave him 5 pesos. people won't stop staring.
and my fucking family and the maids and every fucking person i meet just has to say the same god damn thing. "ooh she's fat" or something along those lines. it's fuckin driving me insane. i mean.. grr so wat if i am. i guess it's just more extreme to the people here cuz they're not used to seein a chubby 15 year old cuz they're all fucking malnourished and sticks and fuck, just skin and bones and yeah, did i mention UGLY? well not all of em. but shit. i hate it. they say it to my mom too cuz she's sorta over weight. BAH. it pisses the fuck outta me. and today one of the maids was talkin to my mom, sayin i was pretty- BUT SHE HAD TO MENTION I WAS GETTIN BIG. jesus christ. im gonna shoot someone.
-oh yeah at this beach resort this morning my bro looks out the "hotel" window and says "LOOK! a guy with a gun" (im in the bathroom) but i hear my aunt go "he's carrying a machine gun! and he's not a police! wat the??" haha.. i just thought that was a little crazy