Oh, and by the way...

I still haven't seen King Kong (the new one) !

Sugar high ?

I feel the rush of living on the border of sanity, but I dread what will happen if I fall.

Japanese ban...

I just KNOW Bondwalker will be laughing silly when she reads this. I spent a horrible night and all I can think of that could be at fault is some damn sushi I had. I just knew that stuff wasn't good for me damn it ! This is what happens when I don't listen to myself. Long live western junk food !

Hiii...

I justed wanted to say "hiii" to a special friend I've spent some time with this week. We hadn't had times like these in a while, and I can honestly say ist's been amazing. What happens next, I have no clue. It's at a point were things can keep cool or get very ugly very quickly. But what the hell, I'll enjoy it while I can ! Like I said before, it's about living, not surviving.

Close call !

So I'm finally getting used to my old rutine again.. with a new perspective, of course, but the hours are kind of hard. I'm pretty sure I hadn't posted that I have tickets for U2. They were a real pain to get and I was very excited about the concert. Las week, my boss tells me we have a tournament in Austin the day before the concert !!! It was supposed to be one week after but he messed up. I had a really tough choice to make there, one because it was really hard to get those tickets and I think it won't be very often that a band like that plays a place like this, and two, I really like going to those tournaments and it's a big part of my job.
I was already thinking of just flipping a coin to pick what to do when we find out that there's another tournament in Galveston just one week before the other one ! One quick change of scheduling and everything is great again: I get to go to the tournament and see an awesome show the following week.
But damn... that was close.

Until our paths cross again... soon!

It's amazing how... actually, that's how a song that I keep close to me starts... another story altogether but I won't get into that now, there's just how much a guy can take for one weekend. When I was driving to work this morning (yes, I'm one of the poor souls who works saturday mornings) I realized just how big my city is and how small I felt in it. I just felt... alone.
Yesterday two of the most important persons in my life left, literally, to the other side of the world. They are starting their own new adventure, a big and brave step and I couldn't be happier for them. One of them has been like a brother for me since grade school, and the other one, well, words can hardly describe what she is to me, and I'm not talking romance here. My soulmate, my teammate, my sister; the one person who, once all others had left, I knew would never turn her back on me, no matter who hard it was for either of us. My companion on so many adventures. My friend. God, I'll miss her. These feelings are hard ! I'm both genuinely happy for her and truly sad to see her go.
But that's just me being selfish. See, once she left, the last of my friends, my real family, are gone. Yeah, I know a lot of people in town, a few very good friends as well. But they in turn have their own groups of friends, their own families and priorities, and it's just not the same. One of the other persons I grew very close to while everyone else was away is sort of unreachable for me at the moment (another story I might consider telling someday). I will be leaving town myself in around 8 months but that is a very long time. Things are gonna be rough for me for a while.
But it's not the end, not by a log shot. I made a promise to a couple of people to be strong ("rob es fuedte") and I will be. Our adventures together haven't ended, I know that. I will just have to smile when I remember those that have passed, and start planning the new ones. We have a motto, my friends and I: "They might slow us but they will never stop us." Our bond is strong, and mere miles, even thousands of them, won't weaken that. And until we see each other again, I will make you proud, I will be strong and I will grow. Take care of yourselves guys, we still have a lot to do together... soon !

Thing that shouldn't have been forgotten...

I can't remember the exact quote, it's in one of the LOTR movies (I did read the books, but I'm not sure if it's a direct quote, so all you Tolkien fans: lay off the hate mail). When they're telling the story of the ring they say something like "... and things that shouldn't have been forgotten, were..."
I felt something like that when I was traveling home from Playa. I had such a great time ! And it wasn't just laying on the beach, sleeping and partying. Actually I was working my ass off most of the time. But I was sweating with my brother and a lot of new friends and we enjoyed and laughed every minute of it. When I went out at night I was living every moment, looking forward what the next second, the next day would bring. I hadn't felt like that in a while, and that's kind of sad.
The last few months in Mty were very busy, my day would start at 6:30am: yoga class, french lessons, lunch, work til 9:30, dinner and maybe going out later. But now I realise I wasn't having any fun. I was going through every our and every event "because I had to." And that's just not cool. But you know what ? It's not happening any more ! If you make a journey, and you return exactly as you left, then something didn't go right. It doesn't have to be anything drastic or dramatic but I do believe something changes everytime. In my case, my trip made me remember why I do everything, and that no job, vacation, class is worth anything if you do it basically by pure inertia.
I remebered to enjoy what I'm doing, to keep in mind where all this is taking me. Life is for living it, not for surviving it. That is something that should never be forgotten. And that is something I bring back from my vacation. A good life lesson, many new friends, a fresh start on a new year. What more can you ask for ? Well, jaja, there is one thing: maybe for Mérida to be a bit closer ; )