Good News everyone! I invented a device that makes you read this in my voice!

Yup, I'll keep writing nonsensical blabber that nobody wants to read. It's been a lot of time since I last visited this site. I decided to came back after the following exchange :

Vader : Dude, are you emo?
Me : Wtflol
Vader : Your last entry is like...waaaaaaay emo and pretentious. Are you really that much of an asshole? Cuz it looks like you hate every human on the planet.

I came here, read my last entry and instantly remembered the night after the prom, where I got myself drunk with a single glass of beer and listened waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too many heavy metal.

See kiddies? Internet+Drunk = OMGDRAMAQUEENBAWWWWWW

So yeah, I'm not gonna erase the previous entry because really. it's just funny to see how much of a depressed twat I can be. Plus, shits and giggles. The internet is not serious business. Honestly, after Piero linked me to that '2 girls 1 cup video' I lost faith in humanity's capability of not doing weird shit.

Thank you Japan, bringing the world unbelievable wierd porn since 1946. And tentancles. Why the FUCK did it have to be tentacles?

Anyway, lost track of the issue at hand. I was reading through all of my old entries and had a couple of thoughts about how to revamp and update this shitfest I call 'blog'. One of my ideas was to make a war-like format, but I decided not to do it due to literary causes and lack of resources. Namely, because there's no Nazis for me to kill while riding atop a motorcycle with an open leather jacket and an oiled chest, rock music on the background as the hot busty blonde looks at the sheer amount of awesome in admiration. So yeah, no war journal. Then was the idea of making this into a Slenderman ARG journal but then I realized that :

1) I'd need special effects.
2) This is Peru. Nobody knows who the fuck is Slenderman.
3) The few people who DO know who is Slenderman are probably Piero and other 4chan oldfags.
5)4chan is NOT a good place to know if you plan on having a life.
4) The sum of the last 3 reasons will be an obvious impediment to getting laid if a chick from college finds this.

Also, I do NOT plan to turn this into a diary journal. So if you want to read about my daily life, try actually using msn. Yes, it still exists. Yes, it is better than Facebook. Which brings me to my next point :

IF you plan to have any amount of privacy in your life, don't use Facebook.

Sure, people will brand you as an outtaded nolife but in the end I consider having my private life kept to myself and my close bros more important than gaining the approval of people who will probably etiquette you on that embarrassing picture of you without a shirt on, taking a dump on a pool while completely drunk, thus causing your mom, dad, brothers, sisters, friends and stalkers to know that you really can't manage your alcohol because you so thoughtless added them without thinking about the gaping hole of privacy you just unleashed. Yes, it has happened. No, it wasn't me in the picture.

I was the one who took the picture. Yes, I'm a heartless bastard when I want to. ( insert lightning and bats here ). And no, untagging yourself isn't going to stop it from becoming a meme. And there's ALWAYS tha nasty wasty friend who posts embarrassing shit you don't want anyone to see.

I'm looking at you, Fernando.

SO, to finish this rant, I'll just say that without much more prelude, this blog if officially revived. I can smell the hatemail pouring to my inbox. Give me your best shot.

( If you are wondering why am I writing this in english, then I'll hve you know that all my entries will be the same. Yes, I'm showing off my english skills. Sue me. )




The Game.