B I L L I E H O L I D A Y

As a matter of opinion I think he's tops. My opinion is he's the cream of the crop. As a matter of taste to be exact, he's my dear as a matter of fact. No muscle-bound man can tear me away from my guy.

What do you fear?

Sometimes, I wonder why people fear loneliness. Or rather doing things alone.

Is it that difficult?

Maybe that's why I am a loner (no, I'm not being emo, just being factual) and I'm not ashamed about that or affected by it.

I don't see why being alone is seen with such disdain.

What's wrong with eating alone? What's wrong with going to classes alone?

Have we always grown up with such dependency? Were we brought up that way?

Come to think of it, yes probably. Most of us at least.

I actually like being alone. 'Me time' is an essential in my life. I spend too much time with myself than with others. But I see nothing wrong with it. I can't help myself but see others in a different light when I see them so dependent on friends :/ I have to say I view this behaviour as a human weakness and the clingyness kind of irks me.

So I would love to say "Don't judge me", but I'm sure you already have.

All the way, Mexican!

So lately, I have been noticing an odd pattern of my life.
Everytime the weekend comes, all I want to do is to stay and laze at home, no kidding.
For 3 straight nights, Friday to Sunday!
And when Monday comes, I am dying/itching to get out of the house! So I make plans plans plans!
I guess, I have unknowingly switched the original weekend to weekdays!
And lately, anything Mexico-related gets me ticking.

I have caught Sin Nombre, finally. & I have to say, it's good, it's good! Edgar Flores was sooo good in it! And now, my new fascination is Julieta Venegas, a 40 year old Mexican singer! I think her genre of music falls into pop, it's really ear-warming and endearing. Best of it all, she doesn't look 40! her age, unlike most ageing Mexicans I have seen. Good stuff, her videos are pretty vintage-style and cute too. You must have noticed, my recent catchphrase is "gooood stuff". Can't stop saying it.

So yes, I am hoping I will finally get my world map tomorrow! Either from Page One or National Geographic, but they are both from National Geographic (just need to verify the prices) and it will finally be up on my wall!

Now, I'm torn. Should I think of Europe (Easter Europe) but of course after visiting Weilin's exhibition in London! or LatinAmerica. for grad trip. I talk like it's definitely going to happen but oh well. Talk is cheap, but it keeps me happy.

Buenas noches, mis corazons.

A 5am ramble

It has not even been a full month since my homecoming.
Yet, all I feel now is that, I have never left Singapore.
The oddity.

2 more weeks till school resumes.
It feels brand new, I feel brand new. That's what I have been telling everyone.
I am excited to go back to school, I like going to school.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not your neighbourhood nerd, I just like going to school, minus the books.
The modules that I will be taking actually seems interesting, but let's not hope to disappoint.

So, Mexico.
The only thing I have on my mind to talk about is a person: Uggo.
I met him on the very first day I went solo in Mexico, La Paz.
I went searching for this particular tour office, and voila! He was the one on shift.
I blabbered and rambled due to my extreme anxiety of being a lone tourist.
He entertained and humoured.
And we hung out along with his wifey MonC and queer friends the day I attended the tour with them, which was 3 -5 days later.
So, that's how the acquaintenceship began.
And it's funny, I know I'm not hitting the point straight. It's just so different how we lead our lives. Yes I know, the world is vast, forgive my naive statement.

So Uggo and MonC, well I assume they have been dating since forever.
They live together with Uggo's parents, but apart, meaning they kind of get their privacy.
That night, I believe, was the first time I visited a Mexican house. Well, Uggo isn't exactly well off. Their place was sparse, with unfinished concrete. But the lovely couple lived so self-sufficiently together. I visited their bathroom, I wasn't shocked, but it was just so unexpected. Uggo is 24 and MonC's 25. They live their lives like teenagers in love, carefree & wild. They are unofficially 'married'. They live like husband and wife, refers to each other's families as in-laws and such.
& I am 21. We are worlds apart.

Just last night, Uggo IM-ed me that MonC's pregnant. His facebook and MSN were filled with sheer excitement of becoming a father. Words from the horse's mouth was "I feel weird but I am excited". Initially, I was at a complete loss. Was it supposed to be good or bad news? But judging from his excitement, I guess it's good. So I went and said, along with so many others "Felicidadessss!" They are having a baby, but they aren't getting married.

Point is, if a friend of mine in Singapore got pregnant, I believe the first thing we think about is...SHITTTT! pardon me, but I couldn't find a better word. and not CONGRATULATIONS! The irony, and the idea of not getting married when you're going to have a baby! An unexpected baby when you're 24?! that's a pretty hard hit to stomach, but they seem to be welcoming the little one with wide open arms.

Worlds Apart.

Okay, I know, I didn't hit an exact point. It's just HOW DIFFERENT perceptions are and I just had to tell a story at 5am.

How The Heart Bends

In just 10 hours, I will be seeing my parents after a full 6 months.
Oh, what will they say?
My little girl is all grown up now.
:)

Mi Corazon

Never thought I would feel like this,
but yes I do,
I left my heart in Mexico.

Sean was right from the beginning,
the person I will miss the most in Mexico,
is Mimi.
So damn right he is.

I'm Going Crazy, Crazy, Over You Baby!

Barely 24 hours have I left Monterrey, Mexico.
& I'm going to join the club of those who says: GODDAMNIT I MISS MEXICO!
Count me in, I can't deny it.
It's actually hitting me harder than I imagined it would.
Oddly.

The past 10 days of going solo was simply unforgettable.
The kinds of people I met along the way & the crappiest situation I found myself in.
It was good, I felt alive, somehow, somewhat.

When the end came, I realised, Mexico is much more beautiful than I had initially thought it to be.
One day, I will be back.
Cross my heart & hope to die.
I will tour the Americas, one day.