Part Three Has Arrived!

From my experience, Mexico has no screening system for who they will let in. I could've had 20 pounds of cocaine on me and no one would have noticed. Although, that would be a lot. We got in to Mexico and saw the huge line we were going to have to wait in. Then we set up camp. Part Four will tell you about the week.

Mexico Trip Part Two

On Sunday after the creepy church service, our giant group of 62 went to the farmers' market across the street from the church and got lunch, which we kept with us until we got to the Amor thingy (I don't know what to call it.... headquarters?) in the United States (oh, Amor is the organization that we went with on this trip). There was a big hill behind where we were standing eating our lunches waiting for an Amor representative to lead us to the border (which was five minutes away from where we were), and it took us a while to realize it, but that hill was in Mexico. So we took a picture in front of it, even though we weren't in Mexico yet. Watch out for part three!

Fred's Mexican Cafe

Yummy. I went to Mexico for spring break with my youth group, my church, and Los Altos UMC and on the first day (Saturday), we stopped at a hotel in San Diego and we all went to a really delicious restaurant for dinner, walked around Old Town San Diego, and came back to the hotel and hung out in our rooms. The next morning we went to an Easter service at a church that Los Altos usually goes to for Easter morning when they are on the trip. I won't tell you in detail, but it was the creepiest sermon I had ever heard in church. There are just some things that you just don't expect to hear from a pastor, but he apparently had no boundaries. It was weird. That was Mexico Trip Part One..... stay tuned!

Lyrics

Looking up lyrics on the internet is so annoying. I never know whether the lyrics are correct. One site tells me these lyrics, another site tells me other lyrics, and another one gives me a mixture of the two. Don't get me wrong, a song is not all about the lyrics. The music behind the lyrics is way important, but the right lyrics enhance that. So I'm annoyed right now. It could be either one! "Americancer", "home and her cancer." Could be either one, the way he sings it in the song. "An average romancer" or "a Myspace romancer?" It really sounds like "a Myspace romancer" in the song, but I can't be too sure. Oh, well. Life will go on.

Awwww!

I will miss Deshanique and Beth soooo much. I feel bad leaving De like this, with her nasty cousin coming into town. I'm sorry sweety! I wish I could physically be there with her, but I can't. But I am willing to listen to lots and lots of complaints when I get back. That cousin does not sound like a fun person at all. And to the best of my knowledge Beth doesn't have any obnoxious cousins coming to see her, so I'm just sad that I won't be spending spring break with her.

Salty Eyes

I love this song sooo much. And I realize that a lot of blogs about how much I love certain songs (at least I think I do), but I can't help it. I am in love with this song and I want the world to know! "Salty Eyes" by The Matches is one of my four only true loves! Yes, I do belong to a song, this song. "Please don't give up, dear walls, don't let the ceiling fall."

Strawberries

I forgot we had strawberries! I love strawberries. But we bought them a while ago, so I'm not sure if they're any good any more. It  would suck if they've gone bad. That would be a waste. Waste is bad. Oh! the poetry slam was soooo good!

Sad

Have you ever looked through the window and tried to see everything as if you've never seen it before? Or have you ever listened to a song and tried to find little "hidden rhythms," as my sister calls them, that you never paid attention to before? I like doing that. Ooh! there's a wolf on my TV. It's trying to kill Jake Gyllenhaal and his lovely friends. Then the ice started coming. They were in the eye of the storm. Dennis Quaid's friend died. Sad.

The Graham Norton Show

Is kind of boring. Sorry, Charlie, but I don't like it at all. I don't know why, though. It's like how I really don't like Nicholas Cage. Ugh! I really don't like him. I feel bad for not liking him. He's not even that bad of an actor. Oh, well. I don't like Patrick Swayze either.