Quiero aprender Spanish, goddammit

Photos of the border line by Kinsee Morlan

So, it’s almost been a year and my Spanish is still just okay, at best. It’s pathetic. I listen to audio CDs in my car, take podcast Spanish lessons at work and try to speak it as much as possible when I’m in Tijuana, pero yo todavia hablo como una idiota. Spanglish; that’s what I speak. I have some sort of brain block and it’s pissing me off.

I get press releases from the Centro Cultural de Tijuana (CECUT) every day but I just trash them, frustrated by my lack of understanding.. Maybe I should try translating them. A girl in Rosarito told me she learned English by reading girly magazines like Cosmo and Self.

Anyway, I’m going to figure out what’s going on in this damned thing (click below to read).