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Well, i have completely lost the train of thought that had driven the last post, however i did manage to catch the one right after it so I am not running late.

Two thoughts for the day, hell, i know nobody reads this so who cares how many thoughts, I could even post the formula for CocaCola and nobody would notice. Enough rant.

First...club (s) (bing) (bers) ....I used to be a clubber, but not anymore, and from that radical change i have experienced some things. First, clubbing is great when it is done once a month or something like that, i believe the unlimited repetition of partying takes away from the greatness of it. Second, what drives all those young people to drink like if alcohol was elixir from the philosoper's stone? I seriously crave for the answer to that question. Third, what is gained from a party night at a club is lost in the hours that you sleep after it and the only thing that stays behind is that headache and a little something i like to call "la pinche cruda". anyways, I do not think going to a club does the trick for me unless I go less often and w/ my gf, because then I can dance and also I can drink without worrying about being rude to her or before causing problems. Ok.

Second..I actually forgot the original second thought in the process of writing the first while not wanting to leave anything out because I hate that feeling of doing something and then looking back and realizing you left something out. Ok. I will like to use one of my life lines..hmmm..ask the audience.... ............... ..................... . . . well since we dont have an audinece I will have to DO IT BY MYSELF....i want eggs and beans for $200 please, i should stop watching late-night reruns.



Ok. let's take a walk. "Hay gente tan pobre que lo unico que tiene es dinero" -7 Dias



seremos todos tan pobres que lo unico que tenemos es deseo de tener mas dinero? jaja estaba escribiendo en ingles antes. Ok. <--me gusta ese Ok. jaja. And now a public service announcement: There is a lost gringo in Mexico City, he sports a black smoke-smelling polo, and he is not actually your typical gringo, though he is got that hollywoodesque frat-look , his heart is in Asia, his home in Dallas, his necklace in my desk, and his feet on the earth (which is impressive for a Baylor Graduate) If found or seen, please tell him that only sluts and maids leave without saying goodbye...thank you...Shouts out to my friend Reese "paquito" Brown, i had a great time bro. We forgot to take a pic!

I have fun writing with horrible grammar..is cool.

Well thank you for tuning in to this blogcast! I hope i write more often because i like it, and my mommy said....

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My mommy told me...

She said for me to write..but i dont know what..i know she wants me to bring it all out, but why? why mother why? Seems like my parents' midlife crisis has reached me and i am now in my quarter-life crisis! i dont know where i am going, i know where i want to go, but i dont know how to get there, and eventhough i knew, i do not know what i want. I find my country dissapointing, i believe this will be a transition country forever, so why stay here and try to change it? after all i have to look for myself first. I feel lost sometimes, i feel that i am not living my life, but it is not that i am not ejoying, it is not about that...it is about being in the wrong place maybe, or not living to my full potential, everybody knows that i am a sleeping dragon, and i want to wake it up. I want to be everything i can be, from great son and boyfriend, to amazing goalie and legendary entrepreneur......
My mind sometimes takes walks....it wanders around reality and the universe...i want to walk with it, i want to grow physically, mentally, financially and spiritually....i believe in the doctrin of harmony. I think many people go on the extreme to many sides, but i want to live in the middle of everything, where it all balances out, yet that doesnt mean being mediocre like i was before...ok peleli arrived..i will keep writing later