A few weeks ago I applied for a job in Monterrey working setting up art projects for under privelged school aged children with an emphasis on Art, i.e - My dream job that i never thought existed in reality and lucky me, yesterday the project director emailed me and they want to meet for an interview in Monterrey!
Im really excited to know more about the job, I dont care if they pay me peanuts..this is my dream job and I am going to try my best to get it!
They want someone with an Art-Creative background to imput ideas in the projects,take photographs and set up new schemes...I almost died when I saw the job advertisment and that it is in México, 90 minutes away from Texas by car. I really hope that one of the few jobs im interviewing for soon comes through as they both sound exciting.
At the moment im still in Guatemala trying to get my students to be more "Artsy" but they are not overly interested although Adriana really seemed to enjoy her "Photo shoot" yesterday... I took some good ones even though im not a fan of portraits.
Tonight was slightly strange. We went to a "Roller Skating Rink", a fast flow of too many people skating around, it was so 1976 and i ripped my jeans..
The guy at the pay desk gave me a few laughs with his bad chat-up lines but I would have to say my favourite part of the evening was the "Grease" theme playing whilst the disco lights sparkled along with the glow-in-the-dark wheels. Never again. No one seemed to understand why I was so distraught about my jeans. No, the rip isnt "fashion" as I explained and people obviously shop with thier eyes closed here, even simple things like Jeans are hideous!
Right now im faking my way through the days trying to keep smiling, but I occasionally falter and my "sweet as a diet coke" persona shows through, (thank you for the description by the way John Boy... unflattering but i love it). People ask alot why im so serious..My answer is that im not serious, im just honest. People dont seem to like honesty here too much, but i love the awkward look on peoples faces when I can tell that they dont know how to repsond to my "seriousness".....missing the Brits again and the sarcasmism and the dry wit.. god bless england!
Im not sure if its me, but people seem to be annoying me rather alot lately..I even argue with kids, its ridiculous. However I hate that people here are so narrow minded and arguementative.Maybe they got my started on this thing. Saying that, i dont feel I "over reacted" this evening when someone "joked" with me about the whole, "5 wives" thing.. Im so over that and now it just annoys me how misinformed people are. Maybe I was just in a bad mood and I took it too hard, but it really, really got me. I can be such an angry person. I love me ! ( can I actually get away with that many puncuation marks in one badly formed sentance? Im not sure, but its done anyway).
Alexander, I feel I must apologise. On reflection, we could have had a wonderful friendship in London. Our "friendship" was not at all bad..but it could have been much improved. That was my fault and yes I do realise that I have an attitude problem at times. Lets say that your kindness scared me... I mean, Hello, London and someone is smiling, wanting to be a great friend. You must admit, its not an everyday thing. But, I miss your quotes,facts on the random, and plain flat out wierdness ( and thats complementary,something we share..Im very wierd,I have been told so many times)..you must come and visit me and give me a run down of the last 150 books you have read in the past 6 months. I know you have. Smile - well, I know your smiling. You always are. Dont stop.
Its been raining alot and its cold in the nights. I cant wait for rainy season to be over. I caught alot of sun the other day and yesterday for the first time ever, my skin started peeling....on my face...Horrific! I looked like a leper and spent an hour scrubbing in the shower. Now thats gone, I noticed a rash forming on my chest and neck. I think I'm allergic to whining,spoilt,bad mannered children. Of which there are an abundance of here.
I've tried to be a bit of a bad ass this week and so far I have managed to get out of the house 3 times, 3 TIMES! unaccompanied.. I stole the cars door clicker and snook out. I only went about 250 metres but it was the most freedom I have had in the last few weeks. I cant explain how glorious it was. Tonight I even ventured out in the dark ! to take a photo of the temple infront of the house. However I returned home to a greeting of, "do you want to get kidnapped? " .. I admit that I was half expecting to get my camera stolen within the 4 minutes I was out. Oh how much im missing London right now. I keep having a rebelde urge to jump on the bus or run down the street. Flirting with shop assistants and security guards is alway fun. If anyone understands why I "shouldnt", without explaining the formalities of LAM, they will share in my smile. Anyways, I dont care.
Which reminds me, Security guards here. They are all 5ft nothing and are scarily always carrying rifles or shotguns half the size of there person. Its a strange sight. Im comfortable with the guns thing again now, however I cant help wanting not to be. Its so normal, but it shouldnt be. No one seems to want to admit just how ridiculously bad some things are here. Anyways.
I read a rather funny article in the news paper today however Im not sure how accurate it was. Apparently Rigoberta Menchu was thrown, or almost thrown out of a 5 star hotel in Cancun. They thought she was just a poor indian or something. It was funny firstly as I dont really like the women or her " im a poor humble indian bla bla bla" whole thing she has got going on. Ok, yes she is a noble prize winner and she has done many good things. But also her whole "thing" is just old and so tired now. Secondly it was rather funny how people in Quintana Roo didnt even know who she was.
Menchu is running for president this year. She doesnt have a chance if we are realistic. She doesnt have many posters up for her campaign as she says that she is "too poor" to pay for those things..hmmm, yeh right lady.
It suprises me every day just how "white" or more exact "Guero" Guatemala is. A country with more than 90% of the population being Indiginous but the city is full of Blond, blue eyed people. Its so normal here. Yesterday i saw a rather indigenious women in the bakery with blue eyes and they wernt contacts. Morenos with blonde kids..its bizarre.. its just funny the picture that people imagine of Guatemalans.. Its so wrong.
What else? Adrien got a girlfriend. Im happy for him.. its cute. I on the other hand feel as single as a single person could possibly ever feel ! Marce, great Street dog analogy. Hilarious. Why cant those two ridiculously amazing men in the good old US of A show us some more interest! I mean, im making the effort. Im in the same time zone (almost) now! What more can he possiby want? Well, possibly living in the same city, let alone country could help a little i guess and the guy knowing that you hold the slightest sparkle of interest too, although I think we have both covered that one, however im not sure with how much success. Less emphasis on the joke of it all next time im thinking? Chon Chon, get your butt to Utah. I will meet you there girl. AND, if it all fails... I can still day dream right? How is he not married by now anyways ?? Im pretty sure that he is one of the ever ilusive "catch" guys that people always talk about that do exist out there but no one ever see's....Man, he really does put a smile on my face. Ok, day dream moment over... by the way Chon, im wearing the Chile hat... loving it still...
So, i must get into bed. I can see the missionaries across the way are getting ready too,so thats my cue that its getting late. Gotta love missionaries...they are such strange beings at times. Next door we have the prize winner for "campest hispanic missionary ever", theres the one that always says "O-La" in his most gringo of gringo accents and the handsome, silent one from Nevada. They really are a wierd bunch and so nieve. I cant wait for thier first day beyond the gates of the MTC in a few weeks. I think a few of them are going to be a little unnerved when they get sent to there new accomodation in the wonderful parts of the city like Trebol and Zona 1... riding the bus full of people is going to be fun too.... poor kids.
With lots of love and my "cara de fuchi" je je.. Night x
The internet is still not working at home, or rather not with my laptop so im writing days and uploading it all together if its slightly confusing...
Today, we went BACK to the roller rink to my horror. I slipped out for lunch and as i was walking through the restaurant car park i was hit in the eye by what i thought for half a second was just a bug or seed.... then almost screamed as i realised that the wasp had just stung me underneath my eye ( oh yes, go ahead and laugh and i hope you get stung there too..its hurts!) I was totally blinded, falling all over the car park almost hit by 2 cars and in agony. It REALLY, REALLY hurt!
After a few minutes my left eye was so swollen and tight. I looked awful and 3 people asked if i had been hit... nice! So i look like i've been beaten and the pressure is giving me a really bad headache!!
I had a nice paella tonight at my aunts.
So wedding bells keep ringing. Even non members! All my ex boyfriends seem to be getting married... its crazy. Why doesnt anyone want to marry me!? Or why dont i want to marry anyone! ja ja...