Monday, January 11, 2010
Old Sailboat Pictuers
on 09 or over and I left him in this beloved blog, one year I spent quite offended, you know, on the issue of violence, insecurity and collective stupidity (this I also used last) and quite solitary and dispersed with a strange attitude and involve extreme distrust my feelings on relationships of any kind.
The beginning of October 20 has been incredible, with the news that there is a small space (call studio)-photos-soon, a small place, freely and without anyone bothering us, we can jump-start our creative talents to generate good pop music and get the breed to see that here there is something, whatever, but it exists.
seems like I've regained my ability to surprise (fever-ray is Giving me the chills-) along with my emotional stability (that I lost when I started to hear more in one ear than the other), not so much this winter fattening and my health is excellent. Petite talked with the importance of happiness in order to enjoy good health and good health to generate happiness (hell, almost wrote a best-selling self-improvement), I can get drunk again that if I had 16, all seem to be as simple.
Although I know that does not seem, only fulfill 23 (1 February) and I waving as much as when I was 22 (new 30), I passed more quickly and stand straight and raise my chin to little peek to see beyond what any pupil can portray. It feels good to write here again after twitter to facebook and occasionally force me to super-summarize my ideas in small and (hopefully) funny status, giving me a strange feeling of belonging to any generation, you can almost assure you-download-word has become the favorite of millions and I find it fascinating how people shape their profiles and are divided between those who suck at Merriweather Post Pavilion and those without. Well, the XXI century average citizen might think that's part of something, why not?
The first entry in this great year, fuck 09.
themselves, this is my twitter .
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