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Dear douche bag hipster fucks. Just reveal yourself now. You know who you are. Those of you who feel uncomfortable around people who really do things - who feel intimidated by them - you sometimes don't even know how to fake it - It's obvious you don't know shit about what you claim to care about and stand for. How does it feel to watch everyone else move ahead and get things done while you are still just standing on the sidelines?
I'm sick of future yuppies who I know in ten years will be the pieces of shit they claim to despise. I'm sick of people always talking about how they are committed to something and then, well....not even being able to put in the bare minimum amount of effort to actually at least try to create a soloution. Fuuuckkk - just get the fuck out of my face. If you arn't into shit, don't say you are. Why don't you just go smoke some weed, play some video games never doing shit with your life, talking about shit you don't have the least knowledge of - and stop wasting my time - and dragging down people who really are trying to make a difference. I'm not in this for fucking social networking, this isnt the "radical" version of fucking I-Bar. I'd rather work alone with a few people I know I can count on then waste my time repeating and repeating the same old shit to people - Having to work with people who arn't even able to take initiative to do anything without having to be guided - directed. Go wander around in a fog somewhere else and stop slowing down people who are actually doing something.
Anarchist? Activist? My ass - Do you even know what those words mean? more like a fucking pitiful loser who has nothing - who has to attach their identity to someone else's - latch on to the work of someone else who sacrifices and takes initiative and then say "Look, I'm a part of this!" because they really arn't a part of SHIT. WE do this, WE do that! Just peg on your name, show up for social hour, and leave - never lifting a finger to ever do SHIT - never offering to ever do SHIT. What else do you have to do?? Go get fucked up and end up in the same shitty life a few hours later? It's not like your life is actually going anywhere - It's not like you actually have anything else to do that means anything, even to you!
What a fucking joke -a bunch of fucking turds claiming to be revolutionaries. You arn't a threat to shit. You're a fucking asset to the system you claim to be against. Either get off your ass and do something of get the hell out of the way.
If you arn't now you never were.
Adam
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Last Saturday was my last English class before I leave. It was only me and Juan who went because Daniel had to work and Mariangelica had to study. We cut the kids lcass short half an hour because neither Juan nor I know how to teach kids and we just get frustrated....the adult class though is really enjoyable for me. We taught some of the contractions (I'm, they're, we're, they arn't, he's) and then had to explain the dirfference between the word "John's" as in the two different meanings in sentences like "John's bicycle" and "John's my friend". English is really confusing. Anyways, then we taught how to conjugate verbs in the present tense (I run, you run, we run, they run, etc...) and that was pretty much it. After that Juan and I went to a show to meet up with Diana and the CNB kids to sell things to raise money for CNB. After arriving and pretty much not actually doing anything, we caught a bus back to my house, dropped off some things, and then went to find food. We ended up eating veggie subs at a gas station that were actually pretty good then we all walked down the Septima(a road) until we got to the turn to go to Diana's and Juan caught a bus to his house.
Yesterday I didn't do anything except go to see a brazillian movie with Diana last night.
Today, who knows what I'm going to do. I'm really looking forward to getting home and seeing everyone again. I like Bogotá and I am definetly going to miss some people here, but it's always nice to come back home.
Adam
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Yesterday was the second English class in Sierra Morena. I went with my friend Daniel, but we arrived about 15 minutes late because we got on the wrong Transmilenio bus and had to change later. Anways, the kids class had a bunch of new kids, with a total of about 25. The adults class was packed! There must have been 35 people or more! I had to write real big on the board, and talk really loud (yelling really). Daniel walked around in the classes answering people's questions, and everything went really well. Afterwards, we had a meeting with the people who own the community salon we are using for the classes, and they said they wanted to help us expand the project to other parts of Ciudad Bolivar (one of the neighborhoods in Bogotá). We are going to set up a meeting with epopel we have found saying they are interested in helping out and figure out who is available what days and where we are going to start setting up new classes.
Last night I hung out with Diana, Jose, Marta and Christina, it was a lot of fun. Also, in a taxi I got a fake $10.000 peso bill (worth like $5) but I didn't notice because it was like 3 AM, so....weak. No one will take it in any store. I'm going to keep trying though.
Adam
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Actually not a whole lot has been going on lately. The English classes went pretty well last Saturday, and we've gotten some repsonses from the posters of people who want to help out too, so that is good. I've pretty much just been hanging out with Diana every day. We are trying to figure out how to get her a visa to come visit me in the US in early December, but "Los malditos gringos" have already denied her the visa twice in the past few years, but there is a saying here with US visas "la tercera vencerá" which prety much means, third times a charm.
Yesterday Christina was telling me and Marina(from Italy) about how whenever people notice her accent and she tells them she is from Spain they are like "Wow! That is so awesome! Cool!". I told her that when people ask where I'm from and I say the US, they just are like "oh....hm", not "wow cool!" just "oh." Diana says she isn't patriotic or anything, but she likes being Colombian, and that she doesn't deny her country like I usually do. Yea, I defiently deny mine, or if I tell people I'm from the US, I always follow it up with immedeatly saying "I'm ashamed of my country." Diana and Christina don't have anything to be ashamed of with their nationality, I do - a TON.
Anyways, I think Diana and I are going to go to this natural park where you can ride horses, there are cabins to stay the night, and it is in cloud forest, about 20 KM from Bogotá. Diana starts school on August 1st, so we should go before then.
I went to use Marta's computer yesterday to put up some photos on here, she finally got it back from being fixed after about a month. Well, as soon as I turned it on, it was all screwed up again, and she had to take it back to get it fixed again today. WEAK.
Comida, No Bombas is going well. People are starting to show up every week without us having to go hunt them down. I'm satisfied with the progress. Also, we get a ton of donations now from some other places, and usually have vegetables to give away along with the meal of soup and rice.
I made hummus yesterday. It was amazing.
Adam
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Yesterday Juan and I went to Sierra Morena to post posters for the English class that we are starting over. We start on Saturday. After we got back, I went and hung out with Diana and her friend Mari. We made rice, lentils, and fried potatoes, and ate a lot. Afterwards, Mari left, and Diana and I hung out in the living room talking until her mom came home. I got home at like 3 AM last night, and Marta and the kids from Spain had all goten back from their trip. After kicking Marta out of my bed, I went to sleep. Today at 12:30 I met Juan at the Universidad Nacional and we posted flyers to get people to help out with the classes in Sierra Morena. We met one lady when we were posting flyers in the foriegn language department who offered to pay us $20.000 pesos/hour to talk to her students in English. She runs an English school I guess. That is like $10/hour - So I think I might give it a try, I still have quite a bit of free time. Then I came home, cooked some food, and now I'm here.
Adam
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