Jump and MOVE and stop. Here we go!

This is what happens to Anita when she's in one room for too long:

Natalie: Do you know what this is called?

Anita: Obsessive compulsive disorder? I am fully aware. Just unmedicated.

El hogar es donde yo estoy contigo

I've come to the conclusion that there are only three material possessions I need in this life to be happy.

This phone,

This car,

And a beagle.

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Things I've learned thus far:

1. If I get fewer than 3 whistles/catcalls/honks/kissing noises a day, I should be ashamed of myself and reevaluate my appearance.

2. Guadalajara is safer than downtown Winston Salem.

3. I am white. No- really. I'm not sure the sun has been informed of my relocation.

4. Bus drivers have delusions of being nascar drivers.

5. I'm not as picky of an eater as I presumed myself to be, although I may never like onions.

6. "Estoy buena" does NOT mean "I'm good". It means something along the lines of "I'm hot", and that's awkward.

7. Houses in the U.S. are boring and too big.

8. Air conditioning is my friend.

9. "Pedestrian right-of-way" is a joke.

10. Salsa can be put on everything.

Mexico: Day 1

Estoy aquí!

I was so nervous about getting here and finding the group and everything, but everything has worked out splendidly. I am so happy to be with Crystal and Anita! They're the best. We relapse into English every once in a while...but that's ok, right? The next two months are going to be so different than anything I've ever experienced, but I know I'm in good hands.

The food so far has been unbelievably good! To be honest I don't really know what most of it is, but that's just a detail. We start classes on Monday, and today the group went into town and looked through some museums and whatnot. Tonight the girls and I are planning on walking around some more.

Ready to be jealous? This, my friends, was the view from my room this morning. Or at least a pathetic attempt at a picture of what greeted me at the window.

YES.

I think I might be slightly obsessed. For good reason, naturally.

What if I told you I would recognize my other half if I saw him?

Ima tell you one time

This morning at 6:18 a.m. Sean scared the life out of me when he creeped into my room to wake me up. Why? He wanted me to style his hair like Justin Bieber's.

It isn't long enough and has more waves than an ocean.

Cut me some slack, kay?

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One day, when I own a house, I want to have one wall that is completely covered with paint. Not one color, but a zillion. Finger paint, graffiti, paint splatters, you name it. Once the entire wall is sufficiently covered, I will hang a white piece of paper in a plain black frame.

Renovations from Natalie Raines on Vimeo.

You might want to view it at full capacity.

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