cinco de mayo

my school in all its let's-be-diverse glory decorated the cafeteria with umpteen million little mexican flags and got a troupe of dancers to come dance for us. for about half an hour there was more spanish spoken on campus than english.

and then i left because i have an ap exam tomorrow morning and therefore no school this afternoon.

the post office on hamilton is so beautiful and only charged me a dollar sixty to send you a cd and three sheets of paper.

and then i made super fast time home by catching a ride with a bus driver headed back to the lot and we drove through residential palo alto laughing at the looks on the faces of all the people as a bus came driving down their street and we talked about music and guitars and bands and i was home by one-fifteen.