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Apathy Street

16 December, 2006

Well, I have to say goodbye to what’s been my home for more than three months. Conflicting feelings.

I am listening to Spanish music, to that which reminds me Granada, my University city.

It seems that I am starting to enjoy my stay in Glasgow, but now I must take a break.

Merry Christmas to everyone.

<<<Song: Pastora – Desolado>>>

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I’ll take the beginning with no end in mind

11 December, 2006

Well, the weekend has finished. Now, I have to face my last week in Glasgow before Christmas. I want to see my friends and my family, but I don’t want to leave Glasgow.

I have been to the scene the last four days. Last Saturday I stayed the longest. I was with a (female) friend. I met no one. I turn the page.

I am having a big cup of decaf tea with some shortbread fingers. I will miss Scotland, but I will come back.

Right, let’s face it: it’s Monday.

<<<Song: Marlango-Maybe>>>

I hang my coat up in the first bar

9 December, 2006

I did it. I went to the scene: Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. My efforts to quit solitude have been futile. In eight days I will come back to Spain for Christmas. I have to face that fact. I just have to survive alone one week. But going back to Spain is challenging. I will see friends I haven’t seen in months. And I am not the same, will they notice?

I feel ridiculous. I am 19 years old and I am alone in a gay pub. Anyway, it’s better to meet people. But it’s ridiculous.

Too old. Too trendy. Doesn’t look at me. Not my type. It’s just difficult

On January I will come back to Glasgow, and I will start again. Knowing what I know. Knowing what I know is just disheartening. What can I do?

Unless a miracle occurs, these eight days are going to be simply negligible.

By the way, I went to Delmonicas and Polo Lounge.

<<<Song: Snow Patrol and Martha Wainwright – Set fire to the third bar>>>

Forget what we’re told before we get too old

6 December, 2006

Wednesday afternoon. Routine? That’s up to me.

My blog is unsuccessful. I knew it would happen. I haven’t told my friends about it. Who will read me if Technorati couldn’t care less about my blog? Well, I write this blog as a diary. So, if you find it, be grateful… you’ll be reading a secret diary. Not many people will have such a chance.

My life is changing very quickly. One day I think something, the following day I may think the contrary. My life in Glasgow is not bad at all. It could be better, of course. But I don’t regret about coming to study here. I just think I need time to meet that interesting people I am waiting for. After three months I still believe I will find interesting people. The problem is not the fact that there are no interesting people (indeed, there are a lot!), it is that I don’t know if they will want me as a friend.

I feel I haven’t got enough time to cope with this city and get the best from it. What if I find love at the end of my stay? Well, I told a friend that I would remain in Glasgow for love, and I am keeping it.

This evening I have nothing to do. Well, I could study… but that can wait. I have all Christmas to do it, as I will probably be bored in my house in Spain. I should go to a gay pub and try to meet some people. I don’t really like gay pubs because generally people in those places are quite superficial, but you can always meet someone who is worth it.

I have no one to go with, but, anyway, it’s something I have to do on my own if I really want to meet someone.

Well, we’ll see.

<<<Song: Snow Patrol – Chasing cars>>>