Good Morning Aztlan

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Is it unheard of to, say, develop new abilities?

Hypothetically speaking?

Say, like being able to kind of see in the dark? But not really?

I hate Guatemala. With the fire of a thousand suns.

That is all.

So, my father has decided that a week's worth of his presence is not enough. He's taking me home for a month. It's his idea of a graduation/thank you for getting into college/happy 18th birthday present.

If you think this is a complaint, it's not. I plan to return fat and happy.

Nori, Mi Corazon, I will count the days that we are apart. I'll email you as soon as I get there. For the rest of you, adios.

That's now two people who have wished me a happy Mexican Independance day. I thank you, but I feel I should let you all know that Independance Day is September 16th.

Today is the day we beat the French. And you guys use it as an excuse to get drunk.

(Although, I am told there is something called Steak-o de Mayo that occurs today as well. I feel it must be checked out. In the name of Science.)

In the past two days, we have been told that someone was dead, only to find out that he is not. I believe we all have learned a very valuble lesson.

Always check for a body. If a body is found, make damn sure that it is the body in question.

On the other hand, I found it was a much better April Fool's ...thing that the others I have recieved today. Gibney, if you rickroll me again I am going to find you and personally break both your hands.

Ah yes, vocabulary tests first thing on Monday morning, how do I hate you. Let Julio count the ways...

It is times like these that I feel like informing my father I have had a change of heart about my schooling and have decided to throw it all away in order to follow my true passion.

That is right, I wish to become .... A Lounge Singer.

Move over, Richard Cheese. Ron Mexico has you in his sights...

Big Daddy is not having a good week. Big Daddy has discovered that classes taught by melaglomaniacs are not a good experiment in social psycology. Next time Big Daddy wants to discover what it is like to be psychotically insane, Big Daddy will just read Mein Kampf.

Big Daddy is also digging on the Japanese. The grammar is much like Spanish. But Spanish is still the far superior language. Big Daddy's native language is much prettier, anyway.

~translated from the Spanish~

Whoever thinks that this is wrong, can blow me

Okay, now I am home.

"Stay in DC Julio." "Why?" "Because everyone's missing."

A la verrga, people.

Please do not try to top me. I know that you are all very competative, but that is something that can probably be left to me.

Also? Tia Lupe sent with me a half ton of cinnamon cookies. They're on our counter.

I just got a phone call from my grandparents. My mother's parents. I have not seen or spoken to them since I was oh...ten?

Apparently a cousin of mine is getting married in a couple of weeks in DC and they wish for me to attend. Because they want to see "Palomita's little boy," and since "I'm so close by and, oh they already have train tickets for me."

I do not know how this happened. I blame my father. This is his kind of meddling. I bet it's because he cannot come for parent's day. So he throws the part of my family that legally travel in the U.S. at me. Never mind I thought that they didn't LIKE us.

Mr. Summers? Ms. Munroe? May I attend weekend after next?

A la verrga I'm going to have to find my suit...