Hi all.
Well, i'm back, after a rather prolonged abscence, but I promise to be a little more dutieful from now on. (Even though I shouldn't seen as certain people, not pointing any fingers! CEDRIC!, haven't had the decency to post anything! LOL!). But I digresse.
Well, these past few weeks have been fabulous, but really tiring. IMUN was great, I have never met somemany cool people, had some many meaningful and interesting conversations, and even given some big sermons. That is in truth another story altogether, and you all don't deserve to hear about some incredibly idiot people who do their utmost to spoil an otherwise amazing weekend. We did, however, survive and came back a united and kick ass bunch of buds, rearing to make our CICMUN the very best ever, no offence to the previous oldies who made the last 5 editions a success.
Well, tomorrow is Saturday, obviously, and it's time for my first ever Latin-American Dancing National Championship in Portugal. I'm a bit nervous, thanks in no short amount to Mr. Diamantino Torres, who thankfully has relished very moment over the past week to sike me out. But you'll see, we're going to SUCK! Lets hope not, and pray for the best. Tino, Hugo and all the rest, good luck. Sara, well, lets just pray... lol!
Time to shut up now, and slap my two useless collaboratores, who instead of helping by providing psycological support, are just contributing towards my frustration! NOT! But i'm still going to go into kung-fu mode on their asses!
Live like you'll die tomorrow, dream like you'll live forever...
Signing out...
