Viva Mexico.
The Good:
-Submitted everything except Oxy and USC. They're basically afterthoughts anyway.
-I speak the best Spanish of anyone in my family. Ergo, I am the go-to translator, which means I get to spend a lot of time acting sophisticated and cultured for the cute federales in camo with very large guns (hur hur hur) who stop our car going in and out of Tulum.
-Seriously. These boys can't be much older than me. And they're cute. With very large guns. And so far, they like me. Which is good, I guess, considering that their very large guns are fully operational.
-Doggies at the house!
-The waiter would like to know if the señorita would like a piña colada. Yes please.
-Bones Season 3 DVD box set.
The Bad:
-My skin appears to be falling off, starting with a particularly nasty peely scab on my chin. This is serious Amy Winehouse shit.
-My first semester grades went to shit.
-All of my friends are somewhere else. :-(
-She's somewhere else. :-(
The Ugly:
-Just because I'm an American does NOT mean that I don't understand the things that you, Mr. Fat-Artesans-and-Crafts-Store-Owner, are saying about my mom. My father is nodding and smiling because he doesn't pick up on what you're saying. I do. STOP IT. You're not her type.
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