The years are going by so fast it really is bewilderin'

The only purpose of this entry is to tell you what happened in two of my classes this week:

First, with my adults class, C2. They were talking about what they do on the weekends, one of them said he goes dancing, "in a table dance?" another student asked. The first one, kind of upset asked me how to say 'pole' in English, and said roughly "I don't dance on a pole!"

"I heard that they're called 'pipes'" said a third one, and from that point on the rest of my class I had to explain (with words, not actions) what's the difference between a pipe and a pole. XD

The second example was with my teenagers class, I thought I was so lucky for not getting children this time but I'm starting to regret it. We are talking about celebrations and holidays this unit, so one of the assignments was to write the month and date of different celebrations, one of them looked really confused and asked me "Teacher, I don't know when the Beatles are coming to Puebla!" and I went all "Huh?"

After a closer inspection, I had to tell her that it didn't say Beatles of Puebla, it says the BATTLE of Puebla. Everyone laughed and all, even her for a while. "Good luch with that! Two of them are already dead!" they kept saying to her. I admit I laughed too but I still can't help to worry about her, was that for real?







Song of the day: My Hope by Molly Lewis, because I just can't stop listening to her CD. I wish, I wish, I wish, I had it physical form.

I'm alone on a bicycle for two.

I failed BEDA miserably.


I seriously thought I'd be able to blog everyday for a whole month. Silly me.
The last two days that I missed were completely full for me that I wasn't even able to check my emails, let alone blog. I did some work, work, work and then we went to a baseball game with my uncle and my parents, which even though I don't like to hang out that much with my dad's side of the family, it was nice to see them for a little while.

They made fun of me because the last couple of games I've gone to, our team lost. A friend told me I make the players nervous so they lose because of me. But honestly I hardly ever have a chance to go.

Then on Sunday we went to this family gathering from my cousins church group. My family and I do not love the wilderness, or the sun, or the outdoors, but it was great to go support them and the look on my cousin's face, he's a sub-chief in his group and he just looked so damn happy, I love him for that. And for dancing with my aunt like a maniac to win the dancing competition. They ended up in 3rd place but everybody else agreed they deserved to win.

And now, I think I like this guy, but he clearly likes someone else I know and it's just like when I met Clau for the first time and I don't know what to do.

I think I'll just go keep day dreaming about certain hot baseball player who I have my eye on and A's friend is supposed to help me get a picture with him.


On a sad note, the boards are down, this used to be very common in the past, but now I believe they're gone for good. These boards saved my life, literally. I've met people there who I just know are going to be my friends for life. But it's still sad because I know becoming a part of the boards made me realize I was a geek, and that there was nothing wrong with it. It's like my childhood has finally ended, some of the guys have gone to the older, temprary boards we used time to time when the original ones were down, but I don't know if I want to start all over again.

Also, my friend F, is absolutely amazing and I adore her for getting me a present even tho I don't think I deserve one, cause I'm so mean and always forget to text her back or check her messages.



Btw, today is awesome because my nails look like THIS

That's all for now.


Sexy: Floral prints. I hate spring because here it starts getting very very hot and we say good bye to the winter but the only part that I like is there are flowers everywhere and I plant to wear them all season long.
Unsexy: Clueless boys.
Song of the day: Black Hole by She & Him. I'm amazed at how good their lyrics are, I love them.

Speak slowly, I can't hear you
My mind keeps spinning closer and closer
To the rain on the roof
And the rain in my head
And the things that you said
Keep on taking further ahead

"I miss you," is not enough.

So if you're wondering about the lovely couple I talked about yesterday, they worked it out. He found a job here, which may not be as good as what he was going to get in another place but at least it's something until he can find something better.

I felt good hearing that. Sometimes they don't realize how much of an impact they have on my life. Like if they're in a final exam and they're having problems I'm the one who gets worried, I need to bring a stress ball with me or something, it's too stressful to watch them answering.

I just found out a friend of mine, who I met through the internet is getting married. I'm happy for her, she's one of the nicest people I know.

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I had to stop for a while, my cousin just tried to strangle me with one of her hairs LOL



Sexy: Guys who talk about grammar with you. I'm sorry, I'm a nerd.
Unsexy: Being constantly interrupted during class because people can't turn off their cell phones.
Song of the day: 1000 times a day by The Early November

"And every time I see you, I still hear trumpets."

Almost.

"Most people hav no idea what will make us happy. So we go after something we think will make us happy and might be temporarly elated when we get it." - From Charmed Thirds by Megan McCafferty.

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I've been thinking about this all day since yesterday, are we ever truly completely happy?

I wanted to get into the program, I wanted it so bad it hurt, and not that I've gotten in, I'm happy, at least I think I am. But now I'm worried I won't have enough to live, and about the million little things I have to do before I leave and say to myself, "when I get there, I'll be happy" But that's not entirely true because once I get there I'll be missing my family and my home and it all seems to be thins continuing circle.

You never know exactly what will make you happy, you just think you know, and when you get it you need something else to give you hope, something to keep you going on, looking for more. But when is it enough?

Today I saw a clear example at work, I was outside of the classroom applying individual oral exams to my students, when I got back inside this newlywed girl at my class was crying, the bell rang almost after I got in and I got to hear the reason why she was an adult crying, in the middle of a classroom, surrounded by people who aren't really that close to her. Her husband lost her job recently and now he's moving away to get a job in another state, and maybe finish his master degree there. That's good right, after something bad happpened he's moving on to maybe better things. But she works in a hospital here and she wants to do her masters in an area of specialization that is not available at that other state.

She has to be supportive of her husband and she also has to keep her head up at work, with her family and now at school. There is just so much you can take. I felt bad for her, her husband studies English at our school too but I've never been his teacher. I've just seen them in the halls, saying good bye to each other, still glowing everytime they look at each other in the eyes. They truly do love each other and I wish nothing but the best for them. Hopefully, they'll be strong enough to make it through this.

I hope they can find happiness, as much as you can find being apart from the person you love. I hope they can find it almost as much as I wish I can.




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Sexy: When guys blush and smile nervously. I think there's nothing cuter than that.
Unsexy: Guys who shave their legs.
Song of the day: Head Over Heels by Foreign Oren.


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"So everything we believe about happiness is wrong," I said.

He nodded.

"Everything?" I asked, when what I meant was, Everything? Including you? Including me?

And Marcus, being Marcus, knew what I really wanted to know, and answered my silent, more significant question. He held up his hand to shield the rays and looked me in the eyes.

"Almost."

Don't call it a crush...

This week is going to be hectic, I just can feel it. I have a million little projects and a bunch of plans for the weekend.

I just hope everything can work out just fine.

Apart from being worried about that I still have my monetary problems to think about. If I make enough money for the plane ticket to the UK I won't have money for the living situation. One of my aunts came up with the idea of having a comedian do a show for us. Like, selling tickets for his show and then they'd give us a certain amount for those tickets. It worries me because there are like 300 or so tickets and what happens if we don't sell them all? And even if we do, those kind of ideas are used when a child needs a surgery or a family lost their house. Not because I'm going on the adventure of my life. I'd just feel guilty taking the money like that.

I just don't know what to do now. I never seem to know anyway.




Sexy: Flirting on msn. And when a boy tells you he's going to call and he actually does.
Unsexy: Getting three hours of sleep.
Song of the day: Little razorblade by the Pink Spiders. I heard the song yesterday and I remembered how much I loved them.

this is how it works

I've found a couple of new ( well, not new but new to me) blogs that I like to read, I just wish everybody would update more regularly, I love reading blogs, but I can't ask for much since I don't update when I'm supposed to.


I'm just gonna show you some pics today:


my life every day.



he's talking to me.



In more ways than one.


that's it for today
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Sexy: Waking up after lunch time.
Unsexy: Sunshine. Can't it be winter again soon, please?
Song of the day: On the Radio by Regina Spektor.

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath