Dear Mexico and U.S.A,

This blog entry is not going to be my typical happy and perky entry, instead, I am going to write about something that had taken over my head and in a really sad way, since few days ago. Last week, after having dinner with my brother, he brought his tablet to the table and showed me a Youtube video by Vox, about the security border issues going on the Northern side of the world. I feel the necessity of talking about this issue, because it is happening in the country I was born and grew up, and just because I don’t live there anymore, it is not stopping me for caring about it. So let me explain:

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Freddie Mercury – My Queen

I used to be in a band when I attended church, it must had being when I was in middle school. I was the main vocalist of the band, but this is not what I want to go with this story, because I am still a terrible singer, and who cares of my failure attempt of becoming a singer. What I want to tell from this story is how one day during the band practice, the pastor’s son-in-law, who was also the band’s director and coach, gathered me and the members of the band altogether, and made us sat in front of a tiny PC monitor, and played us a Youtube video. Back then, I just thought that what I was watching  was just a twenty-one minute video of a man with a creepy moustache, singing on stage. Just a simple concert I said to myself. But this video, turns out that is one of the greatest moment of the Rock and Roll history; the band of Queen performing their biggest hits, in front of their biggest audience, or perhaps, any audience ever. It is ashame that I didn’t know who Queen was back then, but what can I do, I was young and young people know nothing, am I right?

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Remembering the Once that Got Away

This week, is Chuseok week, which means, an entire free week without responsabilities. Chuseok is a Holiday, as American may known it as Thanksgiving, and Latinos as Día de Los Muertos. It is a holiday honoring our ancestors, see! Just like día de los muertos! Because I never got to meet, or see my biological ancestors, including my grandparents, it is hard for me to pay them my respects, even though I grew up hearing stories about them. So, I decided to pay my respect for the once who I used to know and respect, but they are no longer in this world. Those people would be:

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To My Former Friends,

I am 21-year-old today. I think this time, I am the age that I suppose to be, you know, I feel like a legitimate adult. This year, I celebrated my birthday with the right people: this time, I celebrated my birthday for myself. I scrawled back to my past Instagram photographs, and I see how many people I met through the journey, and how few had stayed with me. And I think is both my fault and them.

Last year, it was an exhausting year, not just because I decided to follow my dream and give myself one last chance, also, because I lost my brother.

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