Weekend

Not so long ago,I was complaining about how boring weekends can be sometimes, especially when it comes to doing nothing on Friday nights. For me,weekends where boredom prevails have apparently being one of those trends we have in life, but I do have to say that this weekend was an exception to the rule. It was one of those weekends when you just don´t stop,going from place to place,hanging out with lots of people and just having a great time with the boys.

Although I´m not a big fan of nightclubs, I ended up going to one on Friday night,and I had a really good time after all. The first hour of being there was somehow dull because you can´t really predict how things will turn out as the night goes on,but it was good nonetheless. I guess the whole club scene, with a bunch of pretentious people wearing their best outfits and desperately trying to show they can be the most powerful ones on the food chain is just pathetic, but if all you´re looking for is to have a good time with your buds and dance and drink a little bit, who cares about the the others.

Then Saturday night came,when I just wanted to take it easy and get rid of the hangover caused by the bottles of crappy rum we had the night before, but since I hadn´t been able to see my friends that much, I decided to go with them to a party. The party itself wasn´t that great, but it was hosted by a radio station for their employees,and it included unlimited drinks, a nice live band and a somehow relaxed atmosphere, since this party wasn´t open to the the general public. It was good. But on the way home I saw something rather disturbing: I saw a brand new car in fire going quite fast, and with people still sitting inside and driving. And as it is expected in Mexico, the cops did nothing about it, they just followed the car and did nothing. It was one of those times when you want to get off the car and try to help out those poor guys, but I guess it would´ve been worse. I just hope those two didn´t die, or get seriolsly burnt,which arguably can be worse than death.

Then Sunday came, with no apparent sign of taking it easy for a few hours. But at the end we ended up going to a friend´s house to watch movies,have a beer or two and relax. I know I´m not fully describing how the whole weekend went, but trust me,it was really good.

And now that I´m posting something, I want to say hi To Karen Cho! I´m pretty sure it was you who posted a comment on my last post,am I right? Hope you´re doing well! remember to e-mail me sometime!

Memories

A few hours ago,we got a phone call from one of those friends that were an essential part of our childhood and that we grew up with, but due to a bunch of circumstances, life drifted us apart in mysterious ways. At the end, before finishing high school, I´d say he became just another guy in the classroom. But then,after 4 years of not seeing nor hearing anything from him, he gave us a phone call saying he´s in town and he wanted to see us (my sis and myself). I don´t know how I felt at the beginning when I saw him again, it was weird, exciting and uncomfortable. But then after a few hours of talking and catching up on things and talking about our memories, it ended up being a great thing. It was really cool to hear he´s almost done with Med school,and seeing how much he´s changed and all that. He brought with him tons of memories that were already gone from my head. And at some point,we just didn´t talk anymore...I guess the power of nostalgia hit us pretty damn hard at some point, or maybe we had a lot to talk about, or maybe we knew there was no time to go back and talk about our childhood experiences in-depth so why bother going there.

I don´t know what you guys think, but today I realized that there´s people that you really want to see again,but if you do, they just don´t fulfill your expectations. But if random people suddenly show up, they seriously create a good impact (not always,of course). Anyway,all I can say from this is that it certainly put a smile on my face. It´s just great to go back to those times that you can´t remember, and it´s even better when someone who was close to you remembers them so clearly.

Friday night

Friday nights can be,from personal experience,full of fun or downright depressing,provided that you have nothing to do. And yes,in this particular case,I find myself going through one of the most boring Friday nights ever. And I guess it´s due to the fact that my closest friends that I usually hang out are pilots,and they have really weird and socially-unfriendly schedules, so that means that if you really rely on them on a specific Friday night for a good time that includes drinks,laughter and a good time, well,you´re screwed. Not that I rely on them, but it´s just who I like to hang out with and who I see as my brothers here in Mexico....damn,I wouldn´t mind spending the weekend in Vancouver, where some of my best friends are (the ones in Japan too, but I guess that´s a little bit out of the budget-immense hugs go to Jerry and Kyle). Oh well, who knows. The night is still young, who knows what can happen, especially when you live in the world´s biggest city where there´s always something to do and see...but by the looks of it, I´m confined to stay at home, doing nothing! haha. But once again, who knows what could happen tomorrow. Anyway, I´ll make sure to post something if anything unusual comes up.

with Otis andCompadre 

Insomnia

Don´t you guys hate it when your body is desperately trying to knock you down and put you to sleep,while you just toss and turn helplessly for hours? That´s exactly what I´m going through right now,and although,to be honest,I had no intention to post anything for the next few days due to a lack of things to say and creativity, I figure there´s not a lot to do besides this.

To make things even worse, last night I slept for 4 hours,then followed by a hectic day of walking around places and doing stuff around the house. Needless to say,taking care of 4 brats for 4 hours made matters a little bit worse. Bu tI guess the only highlight of being so tired and walking around like a zombie is that I made one of the best lunches ever: I cooked green sauce enchiladas, which isn´t precisely an easy task as it takes a lot of ingredients,patience and knowing when to stop throwing peppers into the sauce. Pretty good though. Glad to see everyone loved them.

As it usually happens when I can´t sleep,I can´t help it but think about completely irrelevant stuff and gradually start to worry about things that happened years ago, and crap that no one even remembers by now. How sad is that? Any advice on how to go to sleep without hitting the bottle? please let me know. Hopefully by the time someone gives me some input I´ll be sleeping like a baby.

Unusual Sunday

I don´t know how it is for you guys, but for me, Sunday is the most boring, uneventful day of the week. Nothing to watch on TV, everything´s pretty much closed,and those places that are open on Sundays are packed with families and no less that 50 or 60 crying babies. And to make things even worse, having to deal with the typical Sunday afternoon hangover combined with the knowledge that Monday is upon us. Oh God. Sundays should be deleted from our calendars. They make the unbearable lightness of being a real thing.

for some strange reason, this time,Sunday proved to be a really nice thing. As usual,all the family came over for lunch, which is quite an annoying experience although I love each and every single one of them. Imagine having to cook for an average of 25 indiviudals,plus 7 kids that just don´t know when to stop. But this time it was nice, dunno why. I guess it was because I won two consecutive table tennis torunaments that we had after lunch, or maybe because it was blazing hot after a month of nonstop rain.Who knows. Oh, or maybe because I´ve finally realized that this is the place wehere I belong,and this is my house,and this is my family. It just hit me really hard a few hours ago that I´m up for a new stage of my life. No more Vancouver. No more bouncing from one place to the other. It´s time to settle down in a country that I love and hate. It´s alright. Nothing better than being able to see mom and dad sitting at the backyard, having a good laugh while I beat the living crap out of everyone when playing table tennis. Nothing better than having my siblings bug me all day long,although I do have to say I´d like to shove the table tennis racket up their....And yeah,I don´t know why, finally I managed to really enjoy a Sunday. Why? who knows. Maybe because I feel good again. Back to my roots. Back to the place where I belong.I´ve been here for a long time now, but finally both my body and my mind are at the same place.

After all,Sundays can be quite enjoyable!

good times! 

Hey everyone! as you might realise this is my very first post on my website, which will hopefully develop into something nice that will keep some of you posted on my whereabouts and other interesting (and not so interesting things). Please be patient! I´ll try to make this as interesting as I can...But for now I just want to say hi to all of those readind this boring post and welcome to my webpage.

And yeah! a big shout to all my friends around the world! miss all of ya!