Stuff happens and doesn't but shit, shit always happens

*I wrote this around 3 weeks ago, I'll update one of these days*

I know, I know, I've been out of writing for a few months now, around 6 months, a lot of stuff has happened to me in that time.

I'll try to resume it to you all. One day when I turn this into a book, hopefully, I'll write separate chapters.

Like I could break this one into: 

-How life can get fixed through acquaintances or how I survived in England.

-Arrival to Mexico and realizing I'm a complete different person just by not being in the same vibe as my old friends or how my friends stayed the same and I changed.

-Getting to Mexico City and hoping for the best and getting the best.

-Coming to Durango and blowing up relationships (That would be the biggest one I think).

-Finding the "love of my life" and destroying it in 2 days, then getting back to it and not knowing if it is the "love of my life" anymore.

Well, I'm writing this as I'm sitting in a beautiful desk, with a gorgeous view in Mexico City, leaving in a week to California and making my way eventually back to good old 'Nam (Vietnam).
Lots of thoughts and ideas for the future but right now I just can't get something out of my head, just like it's there and the more I try to ignore it the more is bothering me, guess what is it about?
A girl, yeah, as usual.

Well, when I was in Durango and about to leave I started adding all this random people on facebook, you know how it tells you: "People you may know", well, I added this girl, hot and sexy, shoot her a message and ended up going out with her like 3 days later and hooking up on the first date, and being boyfriend and girlfriend the next night (too fast, red flag), then after like a week and a half breaking up because I drink too much (if you thought I drink too much in Asia, I'm way past that when visiting my folks, too much stuff to deal with) and then a few days later she wanted to get back with me, then a week after she broke up again, so I kinda grow out of it, I can't be bothered with something like that, like they say: "Ain't nobody got time for that!"

Well, long story short, she's here in Mexico City, quite eager to see me and all I can think is: "How to get out of it?"
Yeah, I'm a dick, but oh well, someone has to be right?

Well, anyhow, carpe the fucking diem.

Enjoy.

I'm lying next to her, she's a beautiful mess. Aren't we all? I'm pretty stoned and a little bit sick because of all the free alcohol this city has to offer. I love it here. I fell in love with this city, it has taken my heart and if I don't stop it, my body as well. I want to settle here for a couple months, have what you called a "regular life" but at least stop drinking everyday, help the locals someway, teach them english, manners, education in anything, sex, drugs, alcohol.

She has been sucked by this city as well, I just don't want to end up drinking like she does. Or working in the same environment with the same kind of people, backpackers that found it was easy to stay here and get drunk every night. Literally, at your job interviews they tell you to don't get too fucked up but it's still like considered normal. I don't want that, I don't want to show up to teach kids all hungover, that would just be irresponsible from my part, teaching them all the bad ways we are in the western world.

Anyway, I just wanted to share some thoughts.

Smile people, smile. Get interest in other people's lives, you might make their day.

Carpe the fucking diem.

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Answers.

Last day, last couple hours. I don't even know if I'm coming back or not. Fuck. I feel hungover as shit, stitches are off so I guess that’s good. It’s time to move. Can’t handle this island anymore. It’s becoming just a drinking place, getting wasted everyday. 

It’s not fun when it becomes a lifestyle and it has gotten me a lot of times before. 

I don’t know what to do, where to go. The only thing I know it is that I made a promise and I’m really looking forward to seeing her. Even though it kinda scares me how things will turn out when we see each other. But I’m being positive and really looking forward to it. 

This hangover has been the worst one ever in this travels. Haven’t had one like this in years. Just had the first food of all day. Puking my guts out all day. Laying in bed on the other side already missing so much everybody but have to move forward just like everybody there will. 

Are we supposed to know what we want in life? Why is it so hard to don’t have a direction? Is there supposed to be answers to all this questions? 


Please smile, I always try to even if I feel like shit inside. At least you could make someone's day.


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Fuck it

Yeah fuck it, decided to open up a little bit more. Still will remain anonymous, it's mostly to don't hurt people.


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Gotta get out.

I've been in this town, Vang Vieng, for 10 days now. I think I became an alcoholic here. Last night while I was helping out in the bar I just realized how much I hated that scene. It's fun a couple times but not when it starts dragging you down. Waking up not knowing what happened. Feeling like shit everyday.

I mean, not everything was bad. I met some amazing people while being here. People I will never forget but also I met some people that I just want to forget and never see again.

I wanted to write a longer post but I'm just not feeling it. Ready to leave this town and meet up with some amazing friends.

Also, I'm meeting somebody, hopefully, in a couple months and I'm super excited to travel Vietnam with her. She is just a lovely amazing person.