notas do fim da garrafa!

Life is good.
And good things happen for good people.
I am feeling really proud of me. And about my determination.
I still cannot understant somethings about english.
Or about the english american people use.
Or about amercian people.
Or just about people in general.

I AM IN GWENN'S HOUSE. IT'S SATURDAY NIGHT.
WE HAD PISCO FROM PERU... BEERS FROM CALIFORNIA.
NOW WE ARE GOING TO HAVE SOME P . O . T . THAT THE GIRLS ARE GOING TO GET.
AND MORE BEERS.
WE ARE LISTENING GOOD MUSIC.
AND EVEN THE STRAIGH GUY HERE, MIKE - THE ROOMMATE, IS SUCH A QUEEN!
HE IS HOT! RISOS.

I miss feel full of love.
But I realize I need to walk in the line.
My line.


I am drunk.
Don't pay attention on me.
Don't give a shit on me.

I put VOGUE to play in the I TUNES.
Such a gay song!

DRUNK DRUNK DRUNK!
Cristina and me... we are playing like Jack and Karen from Will And Grace.
Of course I'm Karen! RISOS.

There is a beautiful dog in the house. Lilly.
She is a half pit bull and a half boxer.
She is lovelly and kissed me all the time.
Maybe I am becoming a straigh guy. Or a dog.
Am I becoming a dog?

"It makes no difference if your black or white.
If your a boy or a girl.

...


VOGUE VOGUE."

Shut up boy!
Back to your beers.
Forget the sadness.


YES WE CAN.