An article I read today scared the crap out of me. I dont think I will ever travel to Mexico. If I ever leave the country it will be to Canada, not Mexico.
Apparently they found the bodies of 49 people scattered along the road side in between a city in Mexico and a city here in the states. The worst part of it all is that this isnt even the first incident with dismembered bodies being found like this. Apparently since 2006 when the Mexican president said he was going to start cracking down on drug cartels, 47,500 people have been killed, dismembered, and found in weird random ways like this. Most of these people cant even be identified because not only where their heads decapitated but their hands and feet were also dismembered. I knew that there was a reason I never went to Mexico on spring break or anything. It has never seemed safe to me. I have never actually been interested in even going.
And I have been to Vietnam! I felt much safer there and I know there are far more reasons to be freaked out over there.
I am not saying that Mexico is a bad place or anything, I am just saying that its not for me.
Anyway, lets talk about my life. LOL!
Saturday I went out and actually had a wonderful time. I started out my night down on the Rivermarket, listened to some (impressively good) karaoke, shot a horrible round of pool, had my palm read (which ended up being so spot on it gave me chills), spent some time at the strip club, and then headed to the electric cowboy to dance it up with my friend Kita.
I had a blast!
Let me begin with my palm reading. I was just drawn into the shop. Like I had to go in and speak with her. Originally, I wasnt really going to get my palm read I was going to watch while she read someone elses and then decide but it was like my body just took over and made me leap ahead. She told me that she really liked my aura and then studied my palms for a bit. I didnt open my mouth, answer any questions, show her my phone, and I wasnt dressed in cloths I would normally wear. The things she told me from start to finish were so spot on and so right that it gave me chills. Only one other time in my life has that happened. I am not going to go indepth with what she said but she did tell me that I am on the right path, that my career change is headed in the right direction, and that although my heart is torn right now I need to continue to follow my heart because it will lead to great happiness. I think I might go back one or two times before I leave.
Then I headed to Visions. Its a strip club and before you go all nuts on me, I find strip clubs empowering for women. She doesnt have to get up there and demean herself. She is being an artist. Yes, stripping can lead to other things that are demeaning and can ruin someones spirit but I think its beautiful. I could never get up there and be that powerful. To be that free with their body, Im to self conscious. Anyway, I am also bisexual and find great beauty in women. Every woman has an aspect to them that is absolutely gorgeous! There was one stripper that literally had me drooling. She was tall, dark hair, medium build, and absolutely beautiful. She had such strength and grace. I think every eye in that room stopped to watch her twirl.
I had to leave after she got off stage though because it was like every one lit up their damn cigarettes. For those of you that dont know, I am allergic to cigarette smoke. Not the tobacco but all of the carsonogens inside of the cigarettes. My throat is still itchy and I had the worst migrain from it all Sunday morning. I got to talk to a very close friend, so I am not complaining.
Then we headed to the club so I could dance and hang out with my friend Kita. It was a blasty blast! I love hanging out with her inside and outside of school. She has such a great personality and a light heart.
Got home around 4 in the morning. Still managed to get up with my munchkin Sunday morning. Guess I havent lost my stamina as much as I thought I had.
Mothers day was pretty normal. I spent it with Alyssa and received a whole bunch of messages from friends and family wishing me their best and vice versa. And as usual I was celebrating the day as if I was a single parent. Infact, not once did he tell me happy mothers day or say that he appreciated anything that I do or have done. Ill admit I wasnt really surprised but I was very awestruck at who actually did wish me a happy mothers day. He didnt have to, they didnt owe it to me, and shes not theirs but they still told me how much they appreciate me and wish me well within the next year.
Makes me think about a few things.
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