So much is going on lately...
The car is finally working. It's been quite a fun experience. After struggling with the darn thing for two days, I took it to the shop where I usually go for more complicated problems. I asked they guy if he knew of a place where I could pay to get it done. He said he'd do it for me, that it was the simplest thing on earth. I suppose it is, since it took him five minutes. God, I felt so terribly bad. Me, always saying I can do things on my own, always saying I don't need a guy to do things for me. I had to ask for help... to do "the simplest thing on earth." But well, it's done. And the guy also checked the breaks, just to make sure the noise I've been hearing didn't come from some other problem. He said the car was in great condition.... well, I sure hope it really is... after all this trouble. Dad said I'm supposed to change the oil early Nov. So I shouldn't have to think about that car of mine for another week. Thank God.
Called Dad yesterday. It was nice hearing from him. He had all sorts of questions. Graduation, grad school, the boy, some other calls I was supposed to make, other things I was supposed to take care of.... turns out I'm doing fairly good. I went through the list, and came out spotless... did it all, people! Can't imagine having to deal with real life. I am starting to think I am not as ready for real life as my friends and family keep telling me I am. I have to admit, I am terribly scared.
Pero bueno, que pase lo que vaya a pasar. Venga, que lista o no, siempre salgo a flote!
I miss my family and my friends terribly. I talked to Val yesterday. Gosh... I was wishing we were at Limoneros... drinking coffee, eating crepes... talking away... I need girl time very badly. She might move from El Paso very soon. I hope wherever she goes, she'll be able to visit more often. I can't wait to be financially stable, so I can make a trip or two as well. We had entertained the idea of her moving in with me, but she has to go where the jobs are. I am so glad she is getting so many offers. Her voice was light and happy, and it sounded so much more like her. Well, never mind. Val will always be Val. And I miss spending time with her... going out, staying at home, talking about ridiculous stuff or trying to theorize the world to pieces. We have decided to start a school together. That has always been my dream. A school of my own where I could put my little ideological theories into practice. A real school... where people can learn to learn...
Mi abuelo está mucho mejor. Sigue preocupado por mis tíos, pero se siente mejor. Mis primos han estado visitando un poco más de lo normal, y creo que eso le hace muchísimo bien. No quiero aceptarlo, pero mi abuelo empieza a dar señales de vejez. Una pequeña espinita que se le ha enterrado a mi Mamá, y que no me he a dejado dormir por varias noches... sigo pensando, tratando de convencerme... cómo es posible tener raíces en dos lugares tan remotos? Cómo dividirme en dos?
Isa viene pronto!! Visita Chicago el 26 de diciembre... y adivinen a quién le han dado permiso de viajar en plenas vacaciones de invierno??? A mí, señores, a mí!! Estoy que exploto de la emoción. Estoy seguro que si alguno de uds. le conociese a ella o a mis chicos anglos hispano-hablantes, les sería imposible no quererles. Mis amigos son pocos, pero verdaderos. Les veo pronto, chicos, muy pronto!
My friend Julie is in LA. She posted a little message on my facebook profile today. Or at least I saw it today. I realized how much I miss her. A veces me pregunto cómo es que nunca logré hacer amistad con ellas. Bueno, con Julie si, pero las demás? Somos tan iguales, y tan diferentes. Tenemos un amor por el Señor en común... será la cultura? será que tengo una teología distinta? Será cuestión de personalidad? No logro entender como es que agradándome tanto, no lograron ser amigas... tres años, y no les conozco como debería...
Well.. gotta go... my fraternity brothers are going to a fancy dinner and I´m their ride...
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Independence... a fun illusion, isn't it?
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