memories
I've been trying to put my feelings in words but still don't know what to say or how to say it.
Writing is really difficult since there's no much I have to say. As the title of this blog says I don't pay too much attention to what is happening around me so there's no much for me to talk about.
Last weekend was full of surprises, meet new people, found an old friend, meet with old friends. Beginning on Friday, I had the opportunity to keep spreading Peruvian cuisine knowledge to new friends and found a great drinking place in Ebisu, but was on Sunday that a blast from the past came in the form of a Facebook invite.
17 years ago we worked together in a place that would create a mark (or in other words a ditch) in my life from an early age. I was sixteen and knew nothing of the world. These people would make part of what I am today and is no exaggeration. We parted ways 15 years ago, each of us walking our own path, ending in places all over the world. We had a great time, petty fights and the bests laughs while working in a library.
Catching up on our lives, it didn't feel as all of our memories were from a long time ago.
That Sunday with my head full of memories, I headed to the 10th Anniversary Party for a bar I used to go 5~6 years ago. Meeting again people I hadn't seen in 4 or more years, reliving our long past days of alcohol madness. These people taught me in gran part the language and customs. It was great to see them even thought madness would begin early and in the end I would get a chest blow from a girl... with her own chest.
Vacations are around the corner... (^_^)v
Writing is really difficult since there's no much I have to say. As the title of this blog says I don't pay too much attention to what is happening around me so there's no much for me to talk about.
Last weekend was full of surprises, meet new people, found an old friend, meet with old friends. Beginning on Friday, I had the opportunity to keep spreading Peruvian cuisine knowledge to new friends and found a great drinking place in Ebisu, but was on Sunday that a blast from the past came in the form of a Facebook invite.
17 years ago we worked together in a place that would create a mark (or in other words a ditch) in my life from an early age. I was sixteen and knew nothing of the world. These people would make part of what I am today and is no exaggeration. We parted ways 15 years ago, each of us walking our own path, ending in places all over the world. We had a great time, petty fights and the bests laughs while working in a library.
Catching up on our lives, it didn't feel as all of our memories were from a long time ago.
That Sunday with my head full of memories, I headed to the 10th Anniversary Party for a bar I used to go 5~6 years ago. Meeting again people I hadn't seen in 4 or more years, reliving our long past days of alcohol madness. These people taught me in gran part the language and customs. It was great to see them even thought madness would begin early and in the end I would get a chest blow from a girl... with her own chest.
Vacations are around the corner... (^_^)v
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