ay dio...

papa diosito...dame la fuerza para hacer las cosas bien, para tratar de no equivocarme en mis decisiones diarias....y para hacer las cosas que me convengan, a mi y a los demás...

GRRRRRRRRRRRRrr

LIIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


SHITPISSFUCKCUNTCOCKSUCKERMOTHERFUCKER TITSFARTTURD&TWAT

what to say...

Loving is good...to be loved, even better

i love mi golda...she loves me....

nice

na eso e

por ahi viene

mielda, por ai viene la pasantia de la uni....hice un blog pa hablar de eso...a v si me animo to lo dia a escribir lo k me pasa....

va a ser duro eso...ama de llaves ( hacer camas, limpiar banios, etc.) Bell Boy, recepcion, carniceria, cocina, .....

quien me manda a mi a estudiar esa vaina...

na, depue de eso e ma shillnes la uni, y se aprende mucho y es cambio de rutina, tengo 6 anios en el BNV y seria cool cambiar de ambiente y de gente.

na vamo a v como será eso....check it........

www.frankcv1.blogspot.com

na eto lo jale de otro blog, pero ta funny as hell

Me mandaron esto al email, I would like to share it with you guys....I thought it was very funny =)

TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America
MARIA: Here it is.
TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America?
CLASS: Maria.

TEACHER: Why are you late, Frank?
FRANK: Because of the sign..
TEACHER: What sign?
FRANK: The one that says, "School Ahead, Go Slow."

TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?
JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.

TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell "crocodile?"
GLENN: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L"
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it

TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
DONALD: H I J K L M N O.
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.

TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.
WINNIE: Me!

TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?
GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.

TEACHER: Millie, give me a sentence starting with "I."
MILLIE: I is...
TEACHER: No, Millie..... Always say, "I am."
MILLIE: All right... "I am the ninth letter of the alphabet."

TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherry tree, but also admitted it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?
LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand.

TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, did you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.

TEACHER: Clyde, your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his?
CLYDE: No, teacher, it's the same dog.

TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher.

Staring at the sun....

tinkinin'




Also tinkinin'....









U & me forever mi Gouldish

Hmmm....

Me siento raro como si me fuese a dar gripe.

no sopolto e vijpera de holy week a joderme por un virusito ke anda...

toy loco con mi golda...

love u baby...

Back again....

Volví a abrir esto porque estaba aburrido hoy y no c que me dió.
La cosa es que ahora todo ta masomenos bien, en lo que cabe.
Nic y yo happy de verdad. Tengo una oferta de trabajo buena, espero que se dé y me llamaron pa un casting de Frito Lays. that's nice...por fin pagaron la boni en el work, podré salir de mis eternas deudas....

y na that 's it por el momento creo.....

last night fuimo a bb traguito por ahí y fue nice..jeje