Carnaval Part 2: The Bagual

What is a Bagual? A Bagual is wild, tough horse that cannot be conquered.  A man from from Southern Brazil that is fierce and brave.  Eu sou Bagual…

Something I hear from people, magazines, and television shows all the time is, “It’s hard to meet people after college.”  Not only do I hear it, I experience it on a regular basis.  Remember when you could just go walk out to your quad, your cafeteria, your dorm, and simply walk up to people and introduce yourself?  Something about doing that as an adult is extremely weird.  Understandably so.  By now, you should already have your core friends (Wish I could have them here with me), a direction, a goal, etc.  Right?

The truth is, most of us don’t.  And even if we do, when does it go exactly as planned?  I thought that coming to Brazil, things were going to be easy.  I would have a place to live, jobs would be coming in left and right, and ladies would be on me like mosquitos have been.  Within 2 months I found myself alone, broke, and feeling empty.  It is now 4 months in.  The Halfway point of my time here in Brazil.  I am better, stronger, wiser, but still a long way from where I want/need to be…

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Carnaval was one of the best weeks of my life.  The partying was the best I have experienced, don’t get me wrong; but what made Carnaval truly amazing was it’s aurora.  For 5 days, I was surrounded by people my own age who come from all different parts of the world.  There were no problems, no stress, no worries.  Just a beautiful beach, beautiful people, beautiful souls, and beautiful fun.  If there was a paradise, I was just there.  And you bet your ass I’m going back.

For now, Carnaval seems almost like a dream.  Did that actually happen? As I step back into reality, I wake up to the World Cup less than 3 months away.  Wow.  My main obstacle is right in front of me, and I need to be at my best in order to conquer it.  This is a lot easier said than done.  For one, I do not have a solid job yet.  My Portuguese is very good, but I still need to improve my writing.  And my plan; well, let’s just say, what plan?  And I thought things were hard in the past… What am I in for?

I can’t say I know what’s coming.  I wish I had a solid plan, but I don’t… yet.  For now, I will have to take whatever punch is thrown my way, and take my shots when I have the opportunity.  Carnaval is over.  Time to get to work.

-freakifabi

The Beginning

 

Every story has a beginning… and here is mine.  I moved to Brazil in order to learn portuguese and begin a world cup documentary.  I thought it would be easy.  Turned out it was not.  Turned out it was the most difficult thing I’ve ever done.  Turns out it was the best thing I’ve ever done.

After so much positive feedback from my blog, I decided to start a Kickstarter in order to take my blog to the next level.  Check it out and let me know what you think.

https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/6603337/finding-adulthood

To you, the reader/viewer: Thank you.  You are the reason why I am doing this.  I hope that you are feeling something through my journey.  Happy, funny, nostalgia, drama, anything.  Who knows, maybe I even inspire you to take your own quest to Finding Adulthood.  Regardless, thanks for watching/reading and please continue to do so.  Because as long as you’re there, I will continue to be here.

-Freakifabi

Free Time

Obviously my living situation isn’t ideal (living on a couch half my size), but having an amazing fam more than makes up for it.  Incase you were wondering, we speak Spanish at home.  Nimio, a Paraguayan who moved to Brazil at 19, speaks to Cristian in Spanish so that he will never forget his roots. It is very similar to how my parents raised me.  It’s weird how at my godmother’s (a woman who has known me my entire life) I felt like I was a guest, but at Nimio’s, I truly feel at home.  Can’t say I’m anything less than blessed.

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Free time is one of the most underrated aspects of adulthood.  Adults would always tell me “you’re in college, live it up.  It only goes downhill from here.”  Obviously college was awesome.  So much free time, hanging out with friends, little responsibility, etc.  You get it.  But just because I am now an adult, doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy my time off.

As an adult, the stakes are raised.  Every decision now comes with a consequence and suddenly, little aspects of life are of more importance. We are held to a higher standard and more than often have to police ourselves.  With that being said, constantly worrying about life is fucking STRESSFUL!  And if I was constantly working 24/7, I don’t think I would make it past 30.

Most people do not have the choice of how much free time they are allotted.  Responsibilities vary from each individual.  Regardless of how much time you have, the important part is what you are doing with that time that you are given.

Personally, I have been going through a struggle with nightlife.  I really don’t enjoy going out as much as I used to.  The hangovers are brutal, i waste a lot of money, and nothing good happens after 3am. So that’s easy, don’t go out, Right?  Too bad most kids (particularly ladies) my age in Brazil live for parties.  Ultimately, I control what I do with my free time. By filling up my free time with other activities, such as playing basketball, going to the gym, and creating FnA eps, it has allowed me to free my mind up of other stresses that are going on in my life.   Allowing that little kid to come out allows my spirit to blossom.  Furthermore, my work is positively affected by it!  What do you like to do with your free time?

Happy Superbowl! Go Bears!

 

-freakifabi