If life isn’t…

We had a total massive blast last weekend.

We are all photographers from different magazines but we’re all friends, we like to go out, take pics and pretty much enjoy life.

Last weekend we all met up after going to the same event, we went to party, then went to the after party and after that we decided we didn’t have enough so we went to the after after party. Courious thing is that we ended up in another photographer’s house and got out of there at 7 am.

If life isn’t like this, then you must be living it the wrong way

So, what’s up with me?

Nothing really, I’ve been working my ass off. I’ve been quite busy at work doing stuff, generally just doing what I was hired to do.

I’ve been practising my french, mon français c’est mauvais mais j’aime practiquer le français. And so on.

I know I’ve said it before but I have thousands of projects in my head I would like to land on paper or at least something physical, having them floating in my head isn’t good and they will never get real if I don’t work on them, that is why I decided this month I will at least try to take one to the next level.

Next month I will be registering myself to take the CENEVAL, hopefully I will have the money I need by then. I have been paying for lots of stuff lately and I have barely saved any money for that matter. I truly hope I will get paid in both of my jobs soon, I need the money, really.

So, it was my birthday!

And I couldn’t care less about it! I’m fucking 21. Do you remember when I started to write this piece of shit? I was barely 17, or 18… Or something, I can’t remember. Well, what does it feel like to be 21? I feel exactly the same, just slightly out of my mind drowning myself into the adult world – and it sucks.

And my blog is now 3 years old!

Let’s all clap together and keep reading what this moron has to write in the future.

First of all I would like to thank all my e-friends, my e-fans and followers to stay in touch with this crazy boy, I really appreciate it. I’ve met lots of people through my blog and I couldn’t be happier… And I swear I’m not lying, I know I’m socially awkward but I really really really appreciate what people do for me. Merci beaucoup! Vous êtres le meilleur.

Why am I fucking writing this in english?

Excusez-moi! I just got out of the Alliance Française and spent the whooole day speaking english, spanish and french and since I always write in spanish, why not doing it in english? Maybe next time when I finally speak french you’ll see me acting like a fucking upper-class bitch whining in french. Yeah!