Halla Folkens

So I've figured out that it's time for a real update, especially after reading B.D. blogg, after that mine suddenly didn't seem so good.

I’ve been working on this blogg for some time now, to long, I think like a month or something.

First of FAEN i HELVETTE!!!! I managed to destroy yet another camera. This time I found out why I always should check my pockets before putting my pants in the laundry-basket. As you've probably figured out I learned that the hard way. So I doubt there will be any more pictures after this, I was lucky enough that the over 300 pictures I had on the memory ship survived. A Band-Aid for a Bullitwound;)

So I've been here for almost 6 months now and has anything change?
No not that much, I still spend too much time on my computer watching movies, TV-series talking to Norway and especially sending E-mails to my mother. Since the almost 6 months that have pasted I have not talked too anybody in Norway including my family. Only mails and a SMS to my brother on his birthday, when I then read about other people in similar situations, who have contact with there parents everyday with text messages, phone calls and similar I feel bad for my mother and other family members.
I also still drink to much during the night and regret most of my action the day after, so not much has changed in that department.
Now that’s about to change, not the drinking, but internet, since I a few weeks back. I went to my computer to see what had been downloaded since I had been playing pool, something in which I’ve done many times over the last six months. Both the pool and the downloading.
It was then that I realized that I could no longer do that, since a password was now required, FUCK!!!!!
I found out yesterday that I could connect to the internet her in my house, without the neighbors, just connect my TP-cable to the high-speed modem her in the house, because they used the USB port, at least that’s what I think they do, but that’s not important.
What is, is that I’m back, back online.
Although the internet isn’t as stable as I’m used to, that’s why I have to write this is Word and not Blogger like I usually do.
Maybe I’m a little addictive to the internet, okay a lot, but so what? We all have over addictions don't we? at least I know what mine is.


So I got my grades for the first semester, some time ago.

Colegio Syracuse

Matemàticas III 5

Fìsica 8

Mètodos de investigaciòn 9

Informàtica aplicada I 8

Inglès 10

Derecho I 9

Hospedaje 8

Comunicaciòn y relaciones humanas 8

We have alot of new subjects this semester, took me a month to realise it.
Since I havn't been to school in over a week and will be gone from it for another 4 weeks I doubt I'll find out in the forthcoming weeks.

So I reached a new low with my bank account a few weeks back, I'm broke. It's okay since I just used the last remaining of my money to buy ticket to see Red Hot Chili Peppers play at Foro Sol the 10. of Mars.
But as Pitbull says ''Money Is Still A Major Issue''
The concert was okay, B.D. took the trip down for the concert, nice seeing a familiar face.
It was my first real concert, don’t think Trigger at Karten really counts.
First of we had bad seats yeah we seats, we weren’t like the real fans standing, in the rain.
Oh yes it was raining and it was also cold, not like Norway cold, but since I taught it would be inside I wasn’t properly dressed and I wasn’t the only one.
B.D. and Paco where freezing there asses of to, so I wasn't alone at least.
We got there at about 6 o’clock when the warm-ups had already begun.
So for tree hours we where sitting in the freezing cold of Mexico City waiting for RHCP to enter the stage. They took there time.
At 9 o’clock the did enter and everything was okay.
At about 11 o’clock they where finished and I could barley talk, after singing along, or at least trying to for almost 2 hours.


Since coming here to Mexico, I've come to learn some things.
One of those things is that to most Mexicans there only exist 2 countries in the world.
There country Mexico and of course and The US. So when they se me a tall blond whiteboy,
They don't ask me, where I'm from?
No they ask me from which state I'm from, like I'm some fucking American.
Or some with just a tiny bit more geographical knowledge might ask me if I'm from Canada or the US.
And most don't ask me Where I'm from, no the just assume I from The US, can’t say I like it.
How fucking hard is it to ask me ''Eres de Estados Unidos?'' or maybe ‘’Adonde eres?’’

They also always try and talk to me in my second language English(not very good I must say) and it's not because English is the largest second language, with over a billion second speakers and about 400-500 native speakers
No it's because they thing I'm from the United States of America just because I'm white and I'm not from there,
I'm from Norway
That's on the other side of the world for you non-geographical people and who can't do a quick search on the web to find something out about it. The internet is for more than just Msn.
However I don't really mind that they try and speak English to me, since I speak it.
For a white French girl in my class however who does not speak a word of English, how is that possible,
I guess it's the French, they haven’t realized that French now longer is the most important language in the world, that's English. Because in 10 years or so about 2 billion people will speak it. Or at least that's what I read.
She does however speak Spanish very good.
That kind of fucks with the Mexican peoples view of the white man, or gringo as they say here.
Although here in Mexico a gringo is only a person from The US, but here again comes the narrow worldview of most Mexicans. There is Mexico, The US and then there is everywhere else, and they don't really care about that.
And when I then answer that I'm in fact not from The US (or Canada), but from Norway. I then ask them if they know where that is.
If I'm lucky I find a person here who knows it's in Europe or somewhere north, he or she will respond.
And of course they know about the Vikings, everybody in Norway is so proved of our ancestors, The Vikings. I'm not
But mostly they have now idea where Norway is; maybe they just assume it's a state in The US. I wouldn't be surprised.


So my school was shut down a few days back, the police came and knocked down the doors, actually they burned away the looks on the big iron gate that keeps me and the other student looked inside the school for 6 hours a day, it’s like a prison. Then they told all the students to leave and they carried everything out.
I was luckily/unluckily not there when it all went down, I only got there later.
For once I was able to go home early and I fucking missed it!!!
When I got there all the school’s stuff was either outside or being carried outside.
I hear the reason was that the school owed money, I guess that's the down side of private schools.
It turned out that they had only paid for half the building the school was in and since they couldn't pay the other half we no longer have a school building.
So I don't know what I'm going to do about school now, but I guess I'll have to find new one and by I, I mean that my parents here will find one for me.
Can't say I mind it, didn't really like that place anyway especially certain students.
Found out today that it will be up again next week, at least that’s what they said but then I’ll be on Ruta Maya and when I get home from that it will be Semana Santa.
Two more weeks of vacation, I think we are going to Vera Cruz.
Must say I’m looking forwarded to seeing the Cousins there.
So I leave for Ruta Maya on Monday and will be gone for about two weeks.
I’ve explained it earlier haven’t I?
I must say I’m looking forward to it, let’s just hope I don’t get hammered drunk the first night and wake in the wrong hotel room without any knowledge of how I got there.
Having only a bill for a new hotel room, since the last one was full of puke.
Don’t want a repeat of Zacatecas, it had its fun moments, but I can’t say I remember the best once.
I’ll probably find a way to fuck it all up like I always do, you know me that’s what I do.
But let’s hope for the best, no fuck that, ‘’Expect the worst in life, you’ll never be disappointed. (But you’ll never be happy either, as B.D. says)’’


Enough of my depressing babble, it’s the beginning of the end now.
In under tree months I’ll be back in Norway, it will be sad to leave everybody her.
Especially my family, they are great.
When I talk to other AFS-students, I always hear about people living with terrible families, families stealing from them and all kinds of things.
Many have to change there families if they’re lucky, some have to stay with there family, since if a student has to changes his family the family looks bad and here that’s terrible. So if the family is AFS they have to stay.
A friend of mine here had to change his family, they where fucking terrible.

So on Monday I leave for Ruta Maya, the money is taken care of, called in yet another favor from my mother.
We get 4 days and 3 nights in Cancun, alot of other things as well, like piramides and shit.
So trying not to get to exited about the trip, but 3 nights in Cancun I hear the Discotecs there are totally wild, not that I'm much of a dancer or anything of one, but think of all the girls man, drunken gringas.
So those of you expecting mails from me I guess will have to wait. Ruta Maya for me is not only 2 weeks of fun, adventure and drinking with my friends and other AFS-students.
It's also 2 weeks without my computer and those of you who know me, know that, that's new to me. 2 weeks, what will I do, I guess I'll just go drink.

That’s it for now, guess it turned out like any of my other updates, just a bunch of bullshit, welcome to The World of Runar

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