(UN)interesting facts about myself #001

Every week I'll have a tiny list (10 topics) with random stuff I find kinda obvious or completely unexpected about myself or the ones surrounding me. Shall we open the can of worms?

1. Even though I'm from Recife, where the temperature is high 80º's pretty much all year long, I hate the heat
2. I'm a proud germaphobe
3. My voice is horrible but I sing (secretly) all the time

The worst trip of my life - part 2: & Back

This text is part 2 of 2. Please read part 1 (There) here.

5 months had passed since I had last seen my family and friends, the beach and especially the heat of Recife. It was April and Minnesota was blooming beautifully, but not warm quite yet. Leaving anyone you love behind to meet others you also love is always bittersweet. I was anxious to go home and very sad to leave Chris again, but had no idea what was in store for me.

The worst trip of my life - part 1: There

I've lived here and back in Brazil quite a few times before moving for good. My family has visited me in many occasions and Chris has also made this trip more than the average person, I'm guessing. But no one can tell the stories I can. I dare you!

Asking to be kidnapped and other nonsenses

The first year I was living here, about 5 years ago, Hugo came to visit me for the first time. You know how family is like: it doesn't matter how well you say you're doing, they want proof. So big bro came to witness my well-being.

The Kung Fu Episode

This year Chris & I were invited by an awesome friend to take a Kung Fu class. She's been practicing it for years, along with her husband and kids. She also told me it wasn't easy, and I didn't take it for granted. But this is what happened:

When my dad flirted with my mom

For very many years this subject was hurtful.

When my parents got divorced I was only 15 and, to me, it seemed to have been out of the blue. My father cheated on my mother and she found out. Turns out they had been done with each other for years, but none wanted to leave. Once it all surfaced, my mom was enraged, my brother, who knew it all, relieved and I, I was heartbroken.

How it all started

I met Chris online some good 8 years ago. And when I did, I truly thought we would be just friends - and that was all we were ever going to be. Then a few weeks after we started being 'just friends', I caught myself wanting to go home just to talk to him. I didn't want to be away from the computer, I didn't want to see anyone else and I sure enough started thinking 'he better not want to be JUST my friend.'