Eres como una Mariposa

I am sitting in my bed icing and heating six bug bites that I got from camping. I see a trend in writing about my bites as a good opening. I will keep this. My belly if full of the 76 Oreos, 3 chocolate bars, 2 packs of graham crackers, and 20 marshmallows that I consumed in 2 nights...channelling my inner fatty. Or now should I say my outer fatty as well. I wrote a hique poem over the trip (I don't freaking know how to spell it!)

What Is To Become Of Us

Consumerism

Takes my entire first line

Too late to take back?

Sarah said it was "phenomenal" so I decided to share it with you. 

I am happy here. I feels good to take time to remedy yourself. I am pretty emotionally self-destructive at school, and I can be free here.

I'd give camping a 7, but only because of the s'mores. 

I also got to grab onto and swim with a sea turtle. Pat let me. Thanks Pat! It was a beautiful experience. 

That's all for now. I need to go get more ice for my bites.

Dia Dos

I already got three bug bites...on my face. Typical so typical. I think they are bites of love. Bites like, "Hey! Why were you gone so long?" Well, good to be back mosquitos. 

We just finished watching Finding Nemo projected onto the side of a building. Righteous dudes. 

We got educated on safety and basically having common sense in Mexico. And maybe some things that first time travelers to Mexico are not aware of like if you dance with one guy for the entire night, this basically means you are going to give him some. And two girls dancing together is not OK. hmmm. wierd. I don't want to dance with boys ALL night, and especially not the same one. Oh, and also don't date cousins and then date their arch nemesis all in the same semester (which one girl actually did). 

We also get chores. My chore this week is cleaning the boys bathroom. Might I mention that we can't throw our toilet paper in the toilet. In the trash it goes, and out I must take it to the big black trash can. Good thing we only have one boy. I told him to go in the other bathroom so I don't have to clean it. I don't think he did. Ay dios mio. haha

The food consists of pescado, tortillas, and other animales de mar. Mhhhmm Delicioso.

Manana tambien vivimos a la tienda de camestibles por helado, detergente y mas. 

My goal is to become somewhat fluent. I will keep you updated on this. I heard it is a good sign if you start to dream in spanish. I will let you know if this happens. 

There is another Alisha on the trip, but Alicia. I'm thinking I should think of another name for them to call me. Like a name that I have always wanted to be called. Belle, Skylar, Taylor, Ryann. Oooh

Ok voy a dormir. Hasta pronto!

Mexico? MexiNO!

I only looked for programs in Mexico. That's it. Done.
Selling necklaces on the beach in my calling.

Mom: "Mija, they just raised the travelers warning in Mexico to a yellow."
Me: "Oh. Ok."
Mom: "Well, I have also been reading about border towns, and the crime rate has risen so much."
Me: "Ok"
Mom: "YOU CAN'T GO MIJA! WE DON'T HAVE THE MONEY TO GET YOU BACK AND I WOULD JUST DIE!"
Me: "Mom, Bahia Magdela isn't even a border town."
Mom: "You can't go! Apply to the Costa Rica program immediately!"

One week later...

Me: "Mom, I've been reading about Costa Rica and I don't want to go study rain forests. I hate forests. I almost broke my ankle in a forest once."
Mom: "Alisha, no you can't go to Mexico."
Me: "Well I am just going to run off and get pregnant right now and then you will have that on your hands!"

Tons of arguing and days later...

Ring Ring
Me: "Hello?"
Mom: "Ughh."
Me: "Hellooooo"
Mom: "You can go"

So here I am getting ready to go to Mexico, not Costa Rica, Mexico.

It will be so worth it...