So the ninth was my B-day

Past friday the celebration of my birthday finally end! why? 'cause actually my 

birthday was the friday two weeks ago, but I couldn't make it to the mine so they celebrate on monday, but one friend had his birthday yesterday so we'd celebration together past friday, if you can call a lunch a 'celebration'

So like I was saying...


My birthday was on the 9th or should I say "crappy birthday"? Thursday night I got sick, intoxicated, and also had leaks in my room, my dad is building the third floor so we were roofless that day, and rained, so it was a fuckin' swimming pool my room, but that wasn't the worst, my terrible stomach ache didn't allow me to sleep, next day, my birthday I'd to get up at 6am, I took a bath, get ready and then the smell of my breakfast make me sick again, so I choose to not going to work, I spent the whole morning just trying to sleep, then my father woke me up, he had a present for me, a shirt, and also my mom had a present, a new brand closet, so I spent almost all my afternoon trying to figure it out how to build that awesome piece of shit. Doesn't have doors yet 'cause I'm a fuckin' idiot and couldn't figure it out how to put them in, my father told me that the fuckin' closet was misconstructed, doesn't have the holes to put the screws.... so I'll have to do the motherfuckers by myself, I don't know how to use a drill so I think the joke is complete... I'm screwed!

Now it's completed!

This is the Colombia 2011 FIFA World 2 girls 1 Cup!

If you think that this update is gonna be about the matches, the scores and the news about the Under-20 World Cup that is happening right now in Colombia, you're terrible wrong.

Actually the first draft of this update was about that... but then when I put the title it was more like a critic to the government, because if you know what is 2girls1cup I can make a loooooot of euphemism about how we are something that the two girls are licking from the cup... but I guess you don't find that interesting, also I don't want to show only bad things about this town... 

One story about a pizdec night at Bogotá.

One in Bogotá always lives aware of the insecurity that plagues the country, sometimes I found myself like the worst of the paranoid, imagining  that at any moment something could happen, but don't get me wrong, this may be true anyway, anywhere, I think that the human race is a particularly violent, but how can I explain why I don't trust anybody? 

Is simple, I'm afraid of being hurt, but in any level, I don't want people to deceive me, or cheat on me, or hurt me, but it doesn't matter because I always trust in people, is funny 'cause it doesn't make any sense but I trust and don't trust people in the same amount.

CHEATING

There was a time when it didn't involve complicated hacking,

sex mini-games or federal hearings.

The Underdogs Weekend

Bogotá (and I guess all the country) was breathing victorious air, the match against Perú was highly anticipated, to be honest it wasn't with that hype because of the rival (Perú is a good team but is not the elite, honestly the elite is only Argentina and Brazil, the rest of us are merely mortals), the hype was because of the good moment of the national team. Colombian national team is like having a bitch for girlfriend, she said to you that she'll change, you don't believe it, but some weekend she make you scream via orgasm and then you trust her again, next weekend she cheat on you, and the story start over again.