Why do all good things have to come to an end?

because if they didn't... we would never appreciate them. The best things of life are either fragile or transitory: a kiss, a heart beat, a dream, sex, a rainbow, a hug, a snowflake, sunshine… yet, that what’s life is made off…. Fragile things

Men are from Mars...

... Women started all.

Now, I was driking at 2 am with your friend in the street, talking about the most commented topic among men when they are drinking: women.

The question is: men are assholes because women are bitches, or is it the other way around? Who started all these stories of broken hearts? who was the first gender to declare war?

... i think we might never know.

In mexico city...

So there I was, wrapping up a days work and getting ready to be bored for the rest of the afternoon. Probably watching a movie at the hotel and playing gameboy, but as all stories begin, this ones began with a slight change of plans.

Luis Fernando, told me is I wanted to go out to walk around a really cool place in the city and do some window shopping. That his girlfriend was in town and they wanted to see each other, but he basically needed me as a backup plan. At first I was really resilient about going... dunno... it didnt seem like a lot of fun, but then again, sulking at the hotel wasn’t gonna be fun either.

I went to the hotel room, brush my teeth and met with Luis at the lobby. It was a really nice night actually.

We walked like for two hours in this place called Polanco in Mexico City. One of the nicest parts of the city if I may say. Nice shops, nice cars, nice restaurants. In fact those kinda places in Mexico city are the ones that make me think that city is not a complete wasteland.

Still... the women were awful. I am sooooooo glad of living in GDL. You can ran into a beautiful woman anywhere. At the bus stop, in a taco's place, just walking in a mall... however, in one of the nicest parts of Mexico city I couldnt find a decent... just decent... looking girl.

Poor guys there... i dunno how people ever have children there. They must be desperate.

... ehem... so getting back to the story. Around 10 pm this really cool guy (a cousin of Luis) pick us up and took us to his home. Were a bunch of girls were having a “bachelorette” (?!) party for Luis' girl.

Yup... it is as it sounds... i ended up in one of the nicest parts in Mexico (Lomas), in some sort of mansion, surrounded by old ladies and some girls... O.o

It was fun though... and Luis was really happy that I backed him up.

... and I WENT INSIDE A MINI COOPER!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

me wants one... ^-^

Fuzzy thing...

Future is.

Life wont just stop. I mean, I thought that as soon as I graduated my life was gonna enter in a stable phase, and for a year or so nothing really interesting was gonna happen.

I am soooooooo glad that apparently I was wrong. Seriously, i know most of the time people do not like when they are wrong, but this one time am so happy for this mistake I will dance for it.

So, what's new:

1. Blanco and I want to open a bar, and we are looking for a place. It's actually really hard to find a decent place to open a bar, but am sure we will find THE place. I cant say am not a little bit scared of this "bar thingy", but as all good things in life, you have to risk something.

... wish me luck on that (you imaginary readers)

2. I got a call for a job interview (I already have a job). But the FREAKY part of this is that today, in a radio station, I heard my horoscope, and basically it said that today was a good day to change jobs and I was probably going to get an proposal.

... pfffft.. lets see what it will be about, and whatever happens, lets hope its for the best.

Now all I need is a pony... i like stories better when there is a pony in them. Almost al respectable books and great classics have some sort of pony.

Attempt number 2...

So today i tried to cook that nice curry rice that we used to have all the time in Edmonton. I dunno if its because whenever i think of that rice I feel happy because of the memories that it brings back, or maybe it's just soooo good, but I really wanted to eat once more.

I cooked it.

The result was a chewy tasteless paste or rice... what when wrong?

Only God knows... hehehe.. i just want my bro to come back and teach me to do it properly.

sigh...

Twenty years...

My second Placebo concert, and the third time they have been to Guadalajara.

I loved the concert, the music was great and I had a magnificent time with my friends, but I gotta to admit that the first concert Placebo had in Guadalajara was much better... why?

My theory is that that first concert was really cheap (like 270 pesos) and everybody could afford it, now it was a bit more expensive and the people who could afford were not "true" fans. During the concert there wasn't any time that the whole crowd was screaming "PLACEBO PLACEBO" at the unison, nor a time when everybody was jumping and singing.

Anyways... i loved it, and I jumped and sand and I shouted "PLACEBO PLACEBO" until my throat hurt.


... I had a wonderful time.

The Secret...

Life is good... especially when you spent your days hanging out with friends, just talking and walking around.

Today I watch a good movie, The Secret, with Blanco and Joey (well... joey slept thru most of it, he missed a big part of the secret). It's a good documentary and it can really change your scope in life. Just like that movie "What the %&#(@ do we know?" They kinda dwell in the same topic, in the power of intention and how we ultimately affect our own life with our decisions and our thoughts. We are masters of our destiny, for ill or good, and that's is scary actually.

This way of seeing things puts the responsibility right in our hands, and personally i like it and I find it refreshing... i have never believed in destiny and theses theories just support my way of thinking.

Anyways.. my point is... that those theories are actually right, or at least they have been in my case. When i came back from Canada I wanted to look for a job, so that when I graduated i already had a job/working experience to facilitate my transition.

I got a job and everything is goind good.. I been working for a year know, and in less than I year I have gotten two promotions and basically I am looking at the perspective of a third one. If everything goes well, in a couple of month I could be facing the opportunity of getting my old boss’ job.

Can you imagine it???? In a year or so, I not only got promoted, but I will be getting my old boss’ job.

Wow… that’s good. My next step?

I want to work for a bit more, a year or so and then get a masters in a foreign country.

… am sure I’ll get there.