rambles, poems, braindroppings, and stories

let her go wild enjoy her freedom she will love you forever moments pass and come i remember one time i was fighting with an ex colombiana i was so angry and frustrasted she wasnt putting out and i couldnt take it anymore she was talking so fast in spanish but i managed to samething in spanish back and added ahh mi espanol est mejorando she laughed and said muy tonto

i still find it funny how my colombian students dont know that i understand a lot of spanish. They are so naive!!!!! i sometimes forget that they are children.

i gotta say it has been a fuckin aadventure learning how to drive a cluth moto in colombia. i have fallen so many times i have lost cou7nt. the traffic is a fuckin pain in my ass. the buses cut yoiu off every chance they have, no one uses blinkers or follows the rules like stoppinge at red lights. ironically my united states licence is only to drive cars. during semana santa i drove from bogota until a town in Santander (8 hours) and then to medellin (8 hours) back to villavo (10 hours).

i dont know why but everyone in colombia has these small annoying dogs, they are everywhere, and they are very angry. sometimes when i am driving my moto they run after me barking. the weird thing the families love them. they drive with them on their moto and all. honestly the dogs are pretty much a part of the family.