I'm being forced into creating inorganic morsels for my siblings to consume!!!
Precursor-
It was easy to tell when we arrived in Mexican territory. The tin on the sides of the walls was the first sign. Second were the armed guards lining the borders. (Don't get me wrong, I like Mexico.) After about 15 minutes of driving, we finally reached our destination...
Day 1-
We arrived at the condo at about 1:45. As usual, there was nobody outside. At all. Number 204. That was us. We opened the door and walked inside. Quiet. The only thing we could hear was the crashing of the waves. I decided that I wanted to go play billiards. As I walked down, I was interrupted by my sister, who felt like she had to join me on my 'expedition'. I didn't care. We walked down by the pool, reaching in and feeling the temperature of it, and the hot tub. Cold. Both of them. Slightly aggravated, I sighed and looked for a control panel to which I might change the heat of the hot tub. Nothing. There wasn't anything around that looked remotely like one. Shrugging, I walked off towards the building which housed the billiard tables. I walked inside, and, to no surprise, it was quiet and empty. I took off my jacket, and set it down on one of the plastic chairs next to the table. Picking up the triangle, I searched for a sign of the balls. None. Not a single one anywhere. I looked over on the other table, hoping they might be underneath the tarp covering it. Still nothing. Realizing that my day was already bad enough from the hot tub, I quickly gave up, before I started to get mad. I walked outside onto the balcony, and rested on the ledge, watching the ocean. After about 10 minutes, my mom and sisters came down from the pool area and joined me. Then we left and went exploring some more. There really wasn't a whole lot around.. Besides rocks and sand and plants. Very few mammalian lifeforms. We found another hot tub, but this one was even worse off than the other. It had no water in it. There was also a door close to it, so I took it upon myself to have a look inside. I opened it (for it was unlocked) and peeked inside. It seemed to be empty, but there was a bed inside, and also what seemed to be a kitchen. I decided not to go any further, fearing I might intrude on something I wished not to. We headed back to the condo, whereupon I played some Chrono Trigger until my dad came back with food. Tamales. Chicken and cheese flavor. Lots of them. I couldn't remember a time where I ate such good tamales. After I ate, I quit Chrono Trigger (for I had died), and decided that I would play some Solitaire. My dad had said that he thought the couple downstairs had a wireless modem, so I brought my laptop, and my hopes high. But as I had suspected (but wished untrue), there was none. In fact, there wasn't even anybody living downstairs anymore. This place is like a wasteland. Very desolate. Empty. But somehow calming. We're going off to town now. I'll report more when I return.
It's 8:45 right now. We just got back from Porto Nuevo. It was interesting. The last time I was here when about 2 years ago, so a whole lot has changed since then. Right now I'm very annoyed, because I honestly don't like Mexico (despite what I said earlier.) I really don't. When I'm here, I have nothing to do. I can't even send any text messages because my fucking phone has no service at all. I'm very sick of my sisters as well. They annoy the living piss out of me. We still don't know where the billiard balls are, so I can't even go out and play pool. Fucking shit. There's no cable. All we have are movies. The place we're staying in is small also, there's only one bedroom (though, it IS a condo.. so that's not surprising). Still. I have to share a bed with my two stupid sisters, and I really don't want to. Freaking awful. The food was pretty good though. I had lobster (of course), as well as one of my favorite foods ever, mexican rice. (I dunno what the "proper" term would be.. but you know what I'm talking about. The brown rice.) I fucking love that rice so much, haha. I ate two bowls of it. And I had half of a lobster. Our waiter spoke pretty much no English, so that was pretty lame. Right now I'm making Kirby pretty much hate me. Cause I'm being such an asshole. Hahaha. It's fun though. They sell a lot of pipes in Porto Nuevo. And I mean a lot. Pretty much every other shop sold some. Kirby saw a skull bong, and said to me "You know you want that skull." Though she did not know what it was, so I had to explain to her what it was used for. It was pretty funny. They look like they would be very inexpensive, but I doubt I could buy one for the three dollars I have in my pocket. I don't feel like I need one though, so I don't plan on buying one, lol. I really hate recounting everything that happened today, because nothing interesting happened. It's hard for me to remember the details of everything that happened, because it's all so pointless. We basically just walked down a couple streets, looked in the shops, Kirby bought a dress, then we went and ate, then we came home. Very uneventful day. I really hope that the person who runs this place is in the main office tomorrow, because I want 1) the hot tub to fucking work, and 2) the fucking billiard balls. So I'm going to be pissed off if I can't get at least one of those things. And I'm not looking forward to sleeping here. I have problems sleeping in new places. I feel very awkward, even though I'm comfortable staying here. I get really, really homesick easily, but only when it comes to sleeping in unfamliar places. Especially places where I have nothing to do, at all. And I know that I don't. So I pretty much dread waking up the next day, ready to do pretty much the same shit that I did today. And I'm going to be here until Tuesday. Laaame. It's too cold to sit outside, and there aren't any outlets to plug my laptop in out on the balcony, so I can't even sit out there and listen to the ocean. It's really awful. Instead I'm sitting inside listening to my mom and two sisters play Jumanji (the board game). Losers. I always have my Solitaire though. I've already played way too many games. Anyway, on to a different subject. So I ditched 6th period last Friday, because Lana, Dimple, and Iris didn't want to go to PE, and Ben had a substitute. So me and Ted just decided to not go to Science. We hung out in Rualo's class, just talking and doing nothing. I graded some of Rualo's tests, and laughed at the people because they were so dumb. Most of the scores were, like, 5-8 out of 15. Fucking stupid kids. Hahaha. Even though I didn't really know any of the information, they're learning it NOW, I learned it 3 years ago. And I probably could have gotten the same grade, if not better. I want to punch them in the face and be like "DO BETTER!" Haha. That would be fun too. I'm looking forward to Tuesday. So I can go back home. And sleep in my double bed (with a single mattress, haha). With my own ceiling, and my own floor. And my dog. I miss Penny. /sigh. Hahaha. Can you all tell that I'm very homesick right now? It sucks. I hate it. A lot. If I had the internet then it wouldn't be so bad right now. But I fucking don't. I can't even get a moment to myself to sit and think about stuff quietly, because I always have one of my sisters or my parents bothering me about something, or making some form of noise that just ruins any concentration I could possibly have. So did any of you know that I can half dislocate my shoulder? Yeah. It's really weird. But it hurts if I do it more than a couple of times. I can sort of do it with both arms, but I do it best with my left. It's kind of cool, but really creepy. Now I'm just rambling, this isn't even a journal about Mexico anymore. It' s just me, talking and complaining while IN Mexico, hahaha. But that's okay, because tomorrow I should have more stuff to talk about that we actually did. Hopefully. We're supposed to buy some of these silver beans that, when you throw them against the ground, the sparkle really bright. I think they're called garbanzo beans. Not the food. Obviously. They'd probably put a hole in your stomach. But probably not. Since your stomach isn't made of rock. Generally speaking. Having no internet really sucks. I wish that lady did have wireless, that would've made me unbelievably happy. Stupid people not being there. I think I'm going to end this now though. Because it's become very, very pointless. The next time I write will probably be tomorrow, since we're going to watch Monty Python And The Holy Grail in a little bit, then we'll probably go to bed, or something. Maybe I'll sit outside and get some quality time with myself. And not deal with my damn nagging family. Anyway.. Yeah. Bye.
Day 2-
I woke up from a very weird dream. I'm trying to remember the detail of it, but I can't remember anything of it. I wonder what it was about... Oh well. The other night I had a dream that I was covered with poison ivy. That was awful. Same night I had another dream that I had left my house unlocked, and someone had stolen all of my family's ipods, but when I came home, I had a bag with all of them in it. So I had to rush to put them all in the right place before my parents realized that they were gone. Very weird. I dunno. Hahaha. Okay then. So I woke up this morning at around 9:45. Boring. Samantha bought some freaking jumping beans, and the damn things will NOT shut up. It's fucking constant. Today we're supposed to go out to Rosaritos or something like that. Rosarita.. I think that's in California. Something similar to Rosarito.. s. I dunno. Whatever. And yeah, that's where we can buy some of those beans that spark. Right now my mom is reading, Samantha is feeling rather sick, Kirby is listening to my dad's ipod (because her's is messed up), my dad is drinking coffee watching outside through the glass doors that lead to the balcony, and I'm sitting here typing all of this out. Also the fucking jumping beans are jumping. Fucking sluts. As yesterday, there is nobody else around. Well, that's not true. I haven't really been outside yet. But there's no kids around, nobody making noise, I don't hear any splashing in the pool, nothing at all. There ARE people working though. Construction workers. They're working on some building that's literally right next to ours. I can open the door and see them all. I think it's a parking garage. It appears that the sun is coming out right now. Which is a good thing. I hope that the office is open.. /sigh. I'm so very bored here. Last night I was being a complete ass, and most of my family was really, really sick of me. Kirby was almost crying because, apparently, I was ruining the trip that much. But we sat down and watched Napoleon Dynamite (because we didn't actually HAVE Monty Python. Instead, inside the case of it, we got Mothman Prophecies. But what do you expect for buying a dvd from EB Games? Hahaha.) So yeah, we watched that, and it was funny. (Eric is a douche for not liking it.) It's actually really fucking cold here. The sun might be coming out, but it sure as hell doesn't warm anything up. Damn Mexican sun. I'M COLD! And I have a jacket on too! Ugh. And my family doesn't know how to close sliding doors, apparently, because they never ever ever close it all the way, so there's always a goddamn breeze through here. I suppose I should be taking pictures of stuff. But my mom won't go through the freaking camera and delete what she doesn't want. I'm ready to just fucking wipe the camera clean. Okay, I just got her to start doing it now, so I should have pictures of some stuff.. But I really hate my camera. It takes sooo long to actually TAKE the picture. Maybe I'll mess with some settings and change it. Hm. How come I didn't think of this first? I can just save all of the pictures onto my computer, and then just delete them all. That way I save so much time of my mom going through them all. There we go, they are all being gotten. Damn, this journal is going to be very, very incoherent for you all. Since I don't put any break when I change topics. Sucks to be you guys. Generally, if I break from one topic, and go into another, and it seems very random, then probably it's because I got up and did something else for a couple of minutes. Like show my mom how to work the damn camera. Or eat a bowl of cereal. Hahaha. Ohh, how lovely. I just got done cleaning out all of the pictures (I have to go through one by one and delete them from the camera), and the batteries died! So now we have to go out and buy batteries for it. Fucking lame. I wish my dad had just let me get the camera phone instead of him getting it. I could have put that thing to SO much more use than him. GOD I NEED SOMETHING TO DO! I'm fucking dying of boredom here! I mean, I'm usually bored at my own house, but that's just me complaining! Down here I really DON'T have anything to do. And I'm going insane. This place sucks. A lot. Ugh. Fuck it. I'm going to play more Solitaire. I'll write more after we get back from Rosa-whatever.
Well, it's about 1 right now, and we still haven't left. I just got through playing more Chrono Trigger, but I died. So I quit. Again. Right now I'm eating some Ruffles. The flavor is... Queso papas onduladas. I know that's, literally translated, "cheese potato.." and I have no clue what 'onduladas' is. And I'm too lazy to go look it up. Honestly, when I eat these, they seriously taste like puke. Like, ya know when you throw up, you get that acidy gross taste in your mouth left over? Yeah. That's what these taste like. And yet I continue to eat them... I'm a sick, sick fucking person. Samantha is still feeling really bad. I'm half hoping that we have to come home early, but not really because that would mean that she would have to get really sick, and I don't want that to happen. I just want to go home. Lol. Right now I'm listening to Silverstein, "Red Light Pledge". I remember this was the first Silverstein song I ever heard. I also remember when I saw them with Alexisonfire and a couple of other good bands. Man. I really, really liked Silverstein. I thought they were awesome live. Alexisonfire was really, really good too. For some reason I can't remember any of the other-.. wait. I remember. Emery was there. And Hawthorne Heights. Andd... um.. Now I'm drawing a blank. I know there was another one. Oh well. That was the last big show I went to though. And that was, like, at Christmas time. Or maybe even further back. Basically it was a long ass time ago. Ahh, good. I have just received word that we are heading out to get lunch soon. That makes me very, very happy. I no longer have to eat these nasty puke-chips. I want a real mexican-style burrito. And some fucking rice. Yesss. Rice. I'm going to go brush my teeth and get ready to go and shit. Bye.
As of right now it is 10 minutes until 4, and I'm back at the condo. Rosarito (as I finally figured out what it was called) was pretty cool. It wasn't very big. We got some food at this small place called Tacos El Yaquis. Or something like that. In fact, I got a taco-burrito thing (no, not a taquito) to go as well. It's, like.. a chalupa. It was a weird place though. Very, very small. There were two guys doing the cooking, one of them actually made the tacos, and the other cut up the meat and stuff. The guy who cut the meat always makes these cat noises, so it seems like you're eating cat. Yeah. It wasn't very pleasant, and I almost lost my appetite a couple of times because of it. But the food was really good, and vey cheap. We got 5 tacos and 3 bottles (yes, glass bottles) of Pepsi (which is gross, but I'm not drinking the water) for 13 bucks. Then we walked around a little bit, we went to a candy store (which was friggin' huge compared to candy stores in America) and got a bunch of stuff. I also got a new hackey sack. The guy was like "5 dollars." and my dad and I looked at each other and almost laughed. The guy finally lowered it to 3 dollars, and I really didn't give a shit, so I just bought it. It's smaller than a normal sack, but it's nice. It definitely needs to be broken in though. So that's a plan for me and Ted and Ben (right guys? lol). Ohh, I forgot to mention, earlier, before we left for Rosarito, my parents were arguing about going to get my mom some food (because she had to stay here with Sam), and it was really funny. My dad is so funny when he gets aggravated, especially over stuff like that. Hahaha. Hm. I just found Kirby eating all my friggin' gummi worms. Gummy worms. .. Whatever. She's dumb. I stole them back. As for the rest of the time in Rosarito, we didn't really do anything. I was tempted to buy a GameCube (cause we went into this small residential flea market type thing, and they were selling one) but I decided against it, for fear of it not working, hahaha. Plus I doubt I had enough money. I only had, like, 20 bucks on me, and I don't think I could get a GameCube even in Mexico for that much. Ew. I have salt on my lips, cause I'm eating my taco, but I'm also eating some of the worms, and I licked my lips right after I ate a worm (it's a sort of habit) and so it tasted all salty and sweet. It was pretty gross. But not as gross as the puke chips. So right now I'm just sitting here on my computer while Kirby is laying down listening to her ipod, and Sam is laying down not feeling well. My parents went out because my mom wanted to look at some pottery crap. Lame. I'm pretty freakin' bored. Wow. Yeah. I'm really bored. I'm listening to Funeral For A Friend "Moments Forever Faded" right now. I like this song. It's a good song. A song that I REALLY like though is Alexisonfire "Happiness By The Kilowatt". Man, that is such a fucking good song, I swear. There were a lot of cute girls in Rosarito, I was surprised (sort of). But I already have someone that I like (friggin 2 actually, but only one of them is at least accessible for me), and I'm sick of liking infinity girls at once time. Fucking dumb shit, hahaha. Surprisingly though, this has contained not a whole lot about my lady issues, which is a good thing. Maybe this place really is good for relaxing. I actually haven't even thought that much about the shit that I usually do (but that might be because I'm too busy thinking about how I'd rather be home now, haha). It's nice though. Hm. Yeah. I'm out of things to rant about now, so I'm gonna finish my food and continue my Solitaire streak. Losing streak, I mean. That game's fucking hard to win. Lol.
It's 7:30 right now, and I took a really nice nap while watching Scooby Doo with Sam. We're about to head out to dinner again down in Porto Nuevo, so that should be fun. My shoulder hurts though. That stupid fold out bed/couch is not comfortable at all. I'm glad I don't have to sleep on it. So we're leaving now. Bye.
Day 3-
Well, I'm finally going home. How exciting. Or something like that. Last night we watched The Lord Of The Rings: The Two Towers while we ate tamales. Porto Nuevo ended up being pretty much closed all around. All the little shops were packing up their crap, and most of the restaurants were already closed. So we just grabbed, like, 20 tamales (5 pork, 10 chicken, and 5 cheese), and came back to the place to watch a movie. Then we just went to bed. Before I fell asleep, however, I realized that I had done NO psychology. At all. In fact, I had completely forgotten that I had even brought it here. So that was really, really, REALLY lame. And I'm not sure what to do. I was supposed to turn it in today.. Well, I was supposed to turn it in YESTERDAY, but since my phone does not work down here, I had no way to call the lady and let her know that I wasn't going to be able to make it in. Not to mention I don't even have any paper to write on. So basically, I'm screwed for psychology this week. Hopefully I'll be able to make it it up. I only have a couple of assignments left, so she might be lenient? Ugh. I really hope so. Well, we're off now. We're driving away from the complex, and I'm looking at all of the shack "houses". Lame. I was going to take some pictures on the drive home for you people, but my dad put the camera in my mom's bag, which is all the way in the back of the car, so nobody can reach it. So, sorry. No Mexico pictures for you guys. It's not that interesting-looking here anyway. Just would've been more of a hassle than it's worth. Woah. Just came across an armed guard. Very scary. I think I'm gonna go listen to music or something though. The drive home isn't very fun.
Okay, just drove by a little kid (he looked like he might've been about 3) and he wasn't wearing any pants!! It was hilarious. We also had to actually STOP the car in the middle of the street because of a dog that was taking it's sweet time crossing. Haha. Poor doggie though. Kbye.
I forgot to mention. I had this weird dream where this person named Tucker called me.. And, like, apparently he was just someone I hadn't talked to in a long, long time. But it felt SO real. And it felt like he had called me before, but a different time. And then he got disconnected, and called me again, but this time it was a girl, and she wouldn't say her name, but I got a weird feeling like it was Monique. Fuck. i don't even KNOW. Lol. Do I know anybody named that? Not that I can think of. But it felt really weird because I totally felt like I had talked to them before.. Haha. Oh well.
Well, we've reached the border. I can tell because we're backed up bumper to bumper, and there are Mexicans walking through the traffic trying to sell us newspapers and flowers and crap like that. This should be really fun. Before we reached here my dad missed the San Diego exit, because he was trying to check his phone to see if it worked yet. Stupid ass. So he was getting all pised off and shit, but we just went around the block and there was another on-ramp. So it wasn't even a big deal, but now he's all stressed out over everything, and the traffic here isn't helping. Hm. My phone is blinking in and out of service areas now. How lame.
Well, after an hour of waiting at the border line, we finally made it out of Mexico. We just had our car looked through by the damn border patrol. Hahaha. Anyway. Fuck. My battery is at, like, 30% now. Running low.. I don't think it'll make it until I get home. /sigh. Oh well. I'm surprised I've written so much. Then again, it's not like I had anything else to do while I was there (besides Psych, which I didn't do cause I forgot). Lol. I'm hungry...
And now that I'm back home, I'm fucking lazy. So basically I just got home around 3. Jasmin called me. We talked. It was fun. Thennnn I went and turned in my Psych shit (apparently I had a lot of work to turn in already, so it all worked out). Then my mom took me to Nordstrom Rack where I bought 2 pairs of pants, and a lovely Communism jacket. And then I came back. And I'm about to update this to my lj. K, done.