Wednesday, June 1, 2011

no soy capaz en el mundo que está volando

I went inside a dark room which turned out to be am enormous movie theater.  Kids from my school were buying popcorn and I was holding sodas.  As I drank out of a straw I was sure I had just picked up someone's trash and was drinking someone's leftover soda, but as I looked down it was only the cup I'd been using to drink coffee out of each day.
I followed my friends to where they were sitting and they pushed me to hurry up buy a ticket.  It was mostly the Taiwanese kids and the other American girl, who was wearing her red trench-coat, as usual.  We walked over to buy tickets together and I asked her what the movie was.
 "Ha, Ha, Ha," she said.
 "Oh, the Looney Toons one?" I asked.
"Yes.  I think so."
 "Well, either way it's a kid's movie.  It looks like they only show children's movies on this screen."

"Yeah."
"I guess I'm not gonna go.  I can't really handle children's movies.  I mean, we have a dollar theater back home, so maybe I would spend a dollar for it.  But I really can't --"
I realized she wasn't listening to me so I stopped talking.
She asked me to take pictures of her holding the umbrella, but I was having a hard time.  It was a very big, expensive looking camera and I was very afraid of dropping it.
"I don't see you in the pictures I've been taking," I said.
"Look in the viewfinder."
"Oh."
She was flying in and out of the viewfinder, though, the camera wouldn't let her stay.  It made me very frustrated and dizzy.
I handed her back the camera, "Sorry," I said.
I walked outside where a group of my guy friends were sitting drinking.  I sat down and someone who I knew must be a student but whom I've never seen before came out and started speaking Korean, better than I had expected.

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