have you ever been so happy you wished that moment lasted for ever?

have you ever felt like shit and heard a friend saying he/she is doing so great he/she wished it lasted for ever?

i’m wondering, if those precious moments for you doesn’t last because there’s a bunch of people in the world wishing time passed faster so they could get over a bitter moment.

i’m wondering if the whole world would have a precious-glorious-happy moment at the same time, it would last forever?

just wondering.

as i write this post a chapter of my <3 lifes goes back to an old page. it’s been like that in real life. i’m over the guy already. with the help of a good friend, and getting it out to someone i know, it’s clear now.

i’m talking to him again occasionally. and it’s ok. i don’t feel anything anymore.

i’m at certain peace. i’m at bogota for the extended weekend. i’ve went to party last night. it sucked big time. i mean, it was nice that everyone i invited showed up, but the place we went to party sucked bad ass.

besides there was this guy that got drunk and couldn’t stop himself from getting too damn close to me, and it yucks me :S i hate that so much. before that, we ended up ordering ginebra, a drink i hate so much, just because he wanted it. it pissed me off so much, i ordered beer just for me. so i didn’t got drunk. so terribly sad.

the bright side, one good gay friend went with me and we had a lot of laughs. he’s got a vibe that i just love, makes me smile and all. so it was sweet.

but the bad we went to, sucked, SUCKED! Alma Bar is called. terrible. besides the fact that i’m not to fond of heterosexual parties anymore, the place was aweful! like they think they are the latest thing on earth so they fuck around with the entrance (too expensive, picky at what people gets in), the music SUCKED. it was like 1 good song and then 10 stupid songs not EVEN FROM THIS DECADE… ewwwness.

then the tables. we went to a corner and they moved us because it wwas reserved. then they wouldn’t let us order just whatever thing for that table. fraking bastards.

i hated it big time. it was nice to see friends, but it sucked terribly. i’m so not going back to that bar, and i’m so not going out with that guy again.

besides that, i’ve got some dvds to watch, lot of resting time. and a little hangover to get over with.

i’ll be back in medellin next tuesday. i’m glad i’ll be back.

i was so excited to come back, i think this 5 days is enough. but i don’t know if it’s the hangover but i’m not feeling at my 100%. i feel like something is missing. i hope i get over that feeling on monday.