VIP

I spent about 3 hours in the computer lab trying to type to essays that are due for Professor Mayer. How much did I get done? Not much. The language part wasn’t hard for me—it was coming up with things to say about our excursions. Like when I went to Frida’s house. Even in this journal, I didn’t write much about it because it was boring. Sara Bridge sat next to me in the computer lab and gave me suggestions on sentences. I hate writing about things that I’m not interested in.

I was in a pissy mood after the computer lab and didn’t want to go to the orphanage. I ended up going and having a good time. Kellen Wilson came (along with Sean, Dan, Sara, Kristen, Logan, Sara Bridge and I) and I could only imagine what he might have thought as I played with these kids. I hope he saw that I’m not a pervert who wants to molest children because I’m gay.

After the orphanage, I went to eh Galleria Mall to see a movie. The movie theatre has 2 selections—regular seats or VIP seats. For 90 pesos, you can sit in a theatre with leather lazyboys that recline. Seats are assigned and its so nice! You can even order food for servers to bring you from your seat. I wish they did this in Utah, although the price would probably be around $17.

When the movie ended—“El Crimen Perfecto” with Jodie Foster and Denzel Washington, I wanted a picture taken of me in the nice seats. When Sara handed her camera to tall Sarah, a worker told us that pictures were not allowed. I told Sarah just to take the picture because the guy couldn’t do anything about it. She chickened out and I got mad. Now I can’t scrapbook my VIP experience.