I’m writing this from an Internet cafè. The computer ain’t that great so I might make a couple of typos.
It’s hot as hell, sometimes it doesn’t let me think clearly. I didn’t remember this place was so warm. Never mind, we’re alright. Don’t do much because it’s not our style but life’s good.
Besides the crazy traffic, risking our lives every time we cross the avenue, trying not to yell at those weirdos selling us stuff and such…. things are cool.
Any highlights? Yes, the pool, the WC and the buffet.Why we haven’t been to the beach¿ Because it looks quite dirty, unfortunately. I’m sad and ashamed that my country can’t look as cool as others because of people. Yes, that’s one of the reasons why I’ve got issues with people.
Have fun.
Summer 09
As soon as Michael Jackson’s death became official, my Facebook wall started to flood with posts from my friends”. The first “MJ you are and will always be THE BEST 
“, followed by his best vids were alright. After all, world famous superstars don’t die everyday. I thought I would have to deal with it for a couple of days so I didn’t fret about it.
It’s been ALMOST TWO WEEKS and people keep on posting sad faces and videos. Some of them wished good luck to our beloved Michael, as he spreaded his wings right to the Purgatory (my friend’s opinion, not mine).
I really don’t want to sound like a party crasher but I’m SICK OF IT!! Yeah, the poor guy died and I’m sure his family and kids are devastated. I would be as well…. but they’re not related to me! Why do I need to “feel” anything in order to be cool at people’s eyes?
I’ve got feelings too, I’m not a cold-hearted bitch. I get sad when someone I KNOW dies, even when it’s someone I didn’t really talk to. But please… don’t ask me to feel for a stranger, as he’s got NOTHING to do with me. Yeah, his songs were catchy… he could bust a move… but I never cared.
Rants!, Rock On
Not much to say about my day. Been cleaning my room and moving furniture all over the place… and I’m not done yet.
Anyway, today’s dose of blog-stalking left me enlightened. How come I hadn’t thought about uploading pics of me so my hardcore supporters comment just to say how good I look? </sarcasm>
While some people might think it’s a good idea to share every single aspect of your life with the world, I don’t. Why? Because those who know me (and read this) don’t need to see a photo here… just to imagine the exciting scene of me cleaning my room.
Those who don’t know me, better luck next time. I used to share some pics with the world until a random idiot downloaded them and made an album on his page called “Myriam”. As if I was his friend or something.
To avoid unwanted “admirers”, I stopped uploading personal photos to my public sites. No, I don’t want a guy in Timbuctu saying he loves me, adores me and wants to have at least 4 kids with me… just because he likes what he thinks I am.
I think people should think twice before uploading their stuff all over the net. There are weirdos like me and others who might find it.
Blog-related, Rants!
This is a pic of the bus station. I finally bought those tickets.
The lady was almost as nice as those prison guards from the movies, if you know what I mean. Anyway, I don’t give a damn… we’re leaving next week!!
Summer 09
