Fuck, it's been a few months since I wrote something. I guess my life got better and I kinda stopped writing.
What has happened recently, well, I think last time I wrote something I was on my way to become a tour guide, yeah, that didn’t last too long, I got fired pretty much. Apparently you’re not allowed to sleep with the customers… haha, seriously, like I was taking groups that consist mostly of of girls the age of 18-25, what do they expect me to do? Like, I can hold myself, kinda haha, but you take these people partying and oh well, they’re in another country, getting drunk and doing stupid stuff, so yeah I got fired from that and then luckily I got into diving, I fell in love with it and I ended up doing an internship in Vietnam to become a divemaster, honestly I had such a great summer living it up by the beach, diving everyday and I met some amazing people there.
At the end of the diving season I met this girl, yeah as usual haha, American but with Latin heritage, maybe too much for me honestly, times were great with her but also kinda annoying sometimes (lots of times at the end) and she kinda convinced me to go to India with her, I said fuck it, let's go. So, there I went, to India, do I regret it? Not really, I didn’t really see lots in India but was enough and then I went to Nepal to do some awesome trekking through the mountains and right now I’m on an airplane about to land in London. To meet up with some friends, with this beautiful crazy girl that I had met in Koh Rong, Cambodia, it’s been more than 1 year since I seen her. If it works cool, if not whatever. Not pushing it honestly.
So yeah, that’s has been my life for like the last couple months.
So yeah, I landed, made it in England, first thing I noticed, no one looks at you haha, it’s cold and so much civilized of course.
I jumped on a bus and headed over to Bristol, to meet up with this girl. I just realized I wrote about her before, May 12, 2015
So...
I get to Bristol, meet up with her and feel great, I totally feel like I’m in a dream. It’s crazy, I haven’t seen her in ages and I’m also having the shock of being back in the west, all buildings are square, traffic is normal, no one is honking. It’s a huge culture shock. We get to her apartment, I changed and we go out. Straight to a massive huge party in this club. It’s all great, I can’t believe it, she says she loves me and I say the same, it's unbelievable. We leave the place at like 5AM and head over to a “house” party, that pretty much it was just people laying down doing drugs, by then her “friend” met up with us, first of all I already knew she doesn’t believe in monogamy but there’s something called respect, oh well, most people don’t even know about it anyways. So, she’s all over this guy, I mean come on, I came to see you, you’re my first impression of the West and this is how you act.
Oh well, we ended up coming back to her house at like 6PM, I’m totally drained and I don’t want to deal with anything so I just lay down and pass out.
Now it’s first hours of the morning, I wake up on her bed and she’s not her, left me a note saying that she was going to a bar and shouldn’t be home too late blah blah xx. Well, I wake up and she’s not here. Fuck, I don’t know what to do. Going to relax and think about it today. Well, try to relax.
Carpe the fucking diem guys.
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