Ok Again

Ha pasado un tiempecito, no es que vivo en un helicoptero de emociones, ni una inestabilidad insoportable...i thought it through and he thought it through and all that thinking got him to thinking and realizing that he screwed up, then all that thinking got me to thinking to stop thinking and take him back, because if i did what i was thinking i would have stayed alone (always the safest way to go)....so the Sun is back on in Belgique and brighter than ever..

MY MOM WAS HERE, i had so much fun with her...al principio fue un poco bizarro porque la situacion me convirtio en passive aggressive por una semana and I made here feel bad, shit i made my mommy cry because i was such a bitch...but all got better, i reasoned my way out of that state of mind, apologized efusivamente and after that it was all roses...

fuimos a Tunisia; pero ese es otro blog totalmente diferente, y ella volvio a brselas primero q yo, y papi habia ido a santo domingo desde bogota el dia antes, lo que significa que cada uno de nosotros estaba en un pais diferente por 24 horas, incluso regiones geograficas totalmente diferentes:
Bogota, Colombia, America del Sur: Silvio Antonio
Santo Domingo, RD, Caribe, Centro America: Papi
Bruselas, Belgica, Europa: Mami
Tunez, Tunisia, Africa del Norte: Sarah

weird...

bueno, i have to say, all is good again and this is going to be an odd, nostalgic but ultimately very nice and warm christmas and new year...

ya vendran los acontecimientos de Tunisia, the Big Gala and Meeting the Parents!