Beware

I have no idea why I feel so angry but I feel so angry. Last night I went with Moni and Zazil to the movies to see XMEN3 and then we ate dinner at Chili's. I slept over at Moni's, ate eggs and cereal this morning, Rosy picked me up. All was going good until I tried doing something beneficial. I took the bus down to the church where I'm painting a Sunday school classroom. Tonight I have plans with some friends to go out, so I was lugging around my lunch, my speakers and iPod (for when I'm painting), my clothes for later tonight, and a litre and a half of water. As I get to the bus stop, the bus I need is just pulling away. If I ran I could have caught it but I though meh, there'll be another. Not. Fifteen minutes later another one finally comes. But whatever, still have time and I'm on my way. The seats in the bus were the ones that gross me out... they're the "luxury soft seats" that are itchy and look hard to clean. Really the plastic ones are great I don't know why they needed to upgrade. So I get to the church an hour later and what do you know, someone locked the door to the room I need to paint! Well that's just perfect.

So, back to the bus stop, where I ran out of credit on my bus card so I had to pay double (which is only equal to like $1 but still just another thing to add to the day) and what do you know! the exact same bus comes again. The one with the soft dandruffy seats! And that doesn't usually happen... I mean yah it was still on the same route, but there's more than one bus doing that route. But whatever, I mean who knows how long I'll have to wait for the next one. The bus drops me off, but it's still about a ten-minute walk to the house. Any other day I'm fine with walking but I really just wanted to pass out on the side of the road in the shade for a bit. As I'm waiting at a glorieta (let's just say I'm waiting at a red light), a car pulls up beside me and the guy driving stares from my head down to my feet slowly, and says something like "que onda, guera". It means like "what's up, blondie". These creeps are everywhere and because I live in an area with a lot of houses being built, there are a heck of a lot of construction workers. Usually I do pretty good to ignore them but today I swear I was feeling so.... ticked off, that I almost said something to him. Instead I just gave him the hardest glare I could manage.... who knows if it actually had an effect on him.

I continue walking, almost at the house. There's an older guy that I think has something to do with the construction work, but is always really nice to me. He's usually sweeping the streets when I walk by and is always like "pasale, amiga!". Today I stopped and talked with him a bit before offering him my lunch. I had packed it expecting to be at the church until I went out later tonight, but seeing as I would be returning home I didn't need it. He asked me what it was and I told him rice, mole, and fish. He said thanks anyways but he doesn't really like fish. Kind of embarassed I said I would see him later. I hope I didn't offend him... I'm assuming that if he was really hungry it wouldn't have made a difference what he didn't like.

Then I get home and tell friend who has told me since the day she met me, that I can go to church with her whenever I want. And I told her that tomorrow for the first time I think we'll be here in Leon so I can go! And she was like are you sure Dianna, I just don't want to get there and you not be at home (it happened once before). I told her no I'm positive I'll be here.... but let me ask again to make sure. I asked an apparently we're going to Guanajuato, which is great it's just I hate telling her I can go and then find out I can't. I don't know why she still considers me her friend.

El Cerro Gordo

Target spotted!

Finally the place I see everyday from below is on the same ground level as me!

I love Leon, Gto!