Cracking

I may have just cracked. 

I usually love traveling, going to new places. I'm pretty open to everything and my new motto in life is "go to new city at least once a year", but even that's not enough sometimes. Right now I've literally turned Starbucks into my own little chill shelter, I just couldn't take it no more. The heat and the humidity are really taking the best of me, it's tiring and, well, I just hate it beyond expected. Last night I managed to fall asleep before 2am, but the heat once again woke me up at 6am. Are you freaking kidding me? The worst part is: I should've listened Paulo when he warned me about it. I can't believe how much I miss talking to him on the phone, I wanna hug him and lay near him. What the hell was I thinking when I decided I wanted to come?! Ok, there are a few things interesting to see, but they're not many. The city barely has green areas, it's ust this massive iron sea with the worst subway red I've ever seen in my life. Well, Buenos Aires has something I can't deny: the guys here are hot. Well, sadly I'm not single and I'm trying really hard to stick to my promise to Paulo of not cheating on him. Damn, it's hard, literally and figuratively. 

So here I am, in a Starbuck with a Strawberry frapuccino venti in one hand and my laptop running out of battery 'cause I just realized the fucking Argentinians have weird plug-ins and I need a converter for it and I left it where I'm staying at. Tomorrow I'm heading to Punta del Este, Uruguay, hoping for better weather, beaches and something that would take my head off things without involving sleeping with someone else... haha. I wonder if this is Karma for not staying hope with the one who owns my heart. Damn, that was cheesy.
Ubicación: Buenos Aires, Argentina

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