My Tito Luis (Uncle Luis for you Americans) arrived yesterday. He's pretty cool in terms of not exploding all the time. I wish I had as much money as him. I don't want as much kids, shit only one is enough, but the money is good. I just like the fact that the money is there.
I've just been watching movies lately. Nothing too exciting in my life. No sex, no drugs, no nothing. I'm one of those boring people, those bums. But I guess that rules in my favor. I couldn't imagine my life if I was a sex or drug addict. Sex addict? Yeah right. Video games is more like it. But it is kinda weird. I had a dream in which instead of saying no to Cheryl, I said yes. I wonder. If I did go out with her, would my life be any different? As I think back on that moment, I wonder why the hell I said no in the first place. Maybe I was scared. I was practically shocked to have a note carefully written to me. I can remember that moment as if it was just yesterday. Even though my memory is quite poor, I can never forget that specific moment in my life. Dammit, I should have gone out with her. Cheryl, where ever you are, I am truly sorry or should I say regretful that I didn't go on a date with you. Fuck am I stupid.
Anyways, the movie is still a go. Pre-production should start soon.
1 comment:
Hey Jorge,
I hate to say this but that comment sounded really smart ass. Are you trying to be funny? Because I don't hear anyone laughing.
1. Who cares if my uncle is holding my hand?
2. My uncle is making a #1 gesture.
3. Our uncle didn't give us any money.
4. The picture was a spur of the moment thing. My uncle was already leaving and I haven't held that much money before in my life so we thought it would be fun to shoot me holding a lot of money.
Before making a smart ass comment like that again, you gotta think about it first dude.
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