Wednesday, June 21, 2006


And these go to Massachusetts...Where? -America...I responded -Ok which country in America? -Wow, here America is a Continent (I thought to myself)...I think this could happend in both sides. I mailed the postcards to my friends.

Two persons have told me that they don't recognize me anymore, I don't recongnize myself either...

I know how to get to the University easily but certainly not cheaply. In the morning I decided instead of taking the bus, walking to the train station, I discovered a good two things: one) the pound store yyaaaaa and two) the stationary store yyaaaa at least I am going to have cheap soap and cards for my friends.

Something that I realized today is that I am alone...wow and on top of that I am 5 hour difference to my possible counselors, OMG I need to deal with myself and my emotions...uppps I didn't think about that before. If I don't go crazy before, the work I am going to be doing here is going to be SOOO FREAKING AWSOME.

I took the tube...closed my eyes and got off in a random station, Picadilly Circus...It feels like the Yellow Submarine movie, the large halfway with the doors, each door brings you to a whole different universe. Well, Picadilly Circus has an Eros statue...my eyes can not handle this much, I decided to close my eyes and let myself go...I walked thru the beautiful St. James park. I saw a little ice cream cart, I bought an ice cream, just for the jeck of it!!! I am not worry about my weight anymore with all walking I have done there is no way I am going to gain any weight.

Speaking of which I went to the lovely hostel to get my money back, Where is the Costumer Service? they just laughed at me...I argued with a 18 year old girl with a heavy accent and she basically told me that it was my fault because I booked the night through a suspicious website, now it my fault...I missed the american costumer service where they looked at you pretending they are interested and they tell you: What seems to be the problem?, yeah yeah I understand.

After all, Mexico played today and the Hostel has a bar, ooohhh wweelll I am going to stay to watch the game...I ordered my first beer in England two pounds for a beer OMG!!! sat down and suffered all the way by myself, once in a while I looked around earching for a little bit of simpathy...but I realized I was alone.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Almost a year with your European alter ego ;) and worth forth nothing! Of course (with British accent) for us America is a whole continent and we all pretend we don't know where certain places are (even the freaking colonizers).

My dear Mexican bee (again with British accent), welcome to europeans pretended ignorance of the States, we are all americanized but never confess we are.

For me it's even harder. Massachusetts??? Where the hell is that??? Boston? (I attempted) Ohhh yessss Boston, that is in the East (so for sure they are placing MA near Virginia) :D

5:27 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

People in Europe ignore everything to do with America. It is not just americano but norteamericano. We say the England when it is really Wales, Scotland and England. Yeah, Im so proud you wearing heels!! Maybe I will come wear heels with you!! I am requesting a blog!!

1. Please discuss the room where Karl Marx wrote his manifesto!! I want details, details and more details!!!

2. I hope you brought the shirts we made!! I want to blog about reactions to the shirt.

3. Tony Blair!! That says it all!!

Okay Im done!!

11:33 AM  

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