Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. I said I would write here daily, but lets face it, I don't have that kind of time. So the holidays has come and left. The first holidays for me and Gordo. They were good, tough on him though. His mom called at midnight to wish us a merry Christmas, he cried like a baby; I couldn't help but cry a bit too. I remember what it felt like my first holidays here, I cried myself, and my whole family was here with me. I now think of myself as his family, because I think of him as mine. I know I have my family here with me, my parents, sister, aunts, uncles and cousins. All those people are living their lives, and already have a significant other they can share it with. He is my other half, my better half. I don't want to feel selfish, even though I sometimes do. This is the first time that I feel this way, feel that I have a real partner for my daily life and for a future. The first time that there is no doubt about a future, it has a been a steady 8 month, and it doesn't seem like this is going end. I am happy, happy with him. He helps me see things differently, makes me think that together we can make it out of here, move up in this country, be better than what we are. There are so many things that we are not aware of when we are comfortable. I lived in GA for 10 years, and all those years I had family down here. It never occurred to me the way that they were living, their day to day struggle. Now I'm here, and it hurts to think that people from the states have forgotten about me. It has been almost two years since I got here, and God knows the struggle I had to make it to where I am now. It was all test I am sure, to see how much I could handle. Surprise is... I can handle a whole fucking lot. More than I ever thought. Gordo is my improvement, with him I can do it all, I see my self leaving this place, and I don't necessarily mean Uruguay, I mean this town. If you Google Uruguay you will see some beautiful pictures, our beaches are divine and we really do have beautiful land here. Of course no one thinks of uploading a picture of the all the garbage on the streets, or the buses piled with people up to the door, they don't tell stories of how many people die here because of crime, or how the prices are so stupidly high you would think we all earned twice the amount we really make. I personally have a good job, here, its considered a good job. Thanks to my native English I work at a call center, were unfortunately nothing else but English is required, meaning that they pretty much hire anything. I'm sorry, that comment actually is directed for Altisource, the old company I used to work for. Sabre, the new company, seems to have a better filter when hiring people; at least the pay is better so I can't complain much (yet). With my salary, which is similar to what I used to make back in the states, I can't afford half the things I did there. We can not go out to eat every day, we can not go shopping every weekend, and we most definitely can not take a trip once a month. Things just don't work that way. This country is way too backwards on so many things, it is depressing. Depressing to see that the country can not get together, unite and make this a better place for us all. Things make absolutely no sense. No sense.
I know I am rambling on a lot about Uruguay, but I can not help myself. There is no document out there on the web that will tell it like it really is here. Yes, there were once Europeans here, and yes the architecture resembles that of France and Spain but no it is not even close. Our president is very popular out there nowadays Mr. Mujica, the poorest president in the world. He donates his salary to the country, and it is still not enough. I mean.... what else is there do to. Open these people's minds, that has to do the trick.
Oh.... the life I lead....
With this I say good night. Til the next time.
