Has it been a week already?

I guess time flies when you are freaking out. Seriously, though, Mexico has had a crazy effect on me. I can't seem to think straight and everything feels weird. Last night, I said to my stepmom, "I can't believe I lived here." Her response was something to the effect of, "We can't believe it either." How did I survive in a place that's so different? How did I survive in a place with so many scary-looking scorpions? It is blowing my mind. Of course, the restless sleep might also be causing the mind blowing.

Regardless, I suppose I am glad I came. My friends here are wonderful people. Even though it's been three years since I lived here, it feels like I've only been gone a week. It just goes to show that good people are good people no matter where they are from.

And now, maybe I'll do the work I am supposed to be doing for business school. Arghhhh. Ta ta for now.