Tampa. Thanks.

"Life on Mars" -Seu Jorge
Cuando as corsas do coracao
Nao consege comprender
E a mente nao fais questao
E neim tem forcas porque decer
Quanto sonho eu ja destrui
E dexei escapar das maos
Se ou futuro se permitir
Nao pertendo viver en vao
Meu amor nao estamos sois
Tenho onda esperar por nois
Ou infinito du seu azu
Pode ter vida en arte
Enduo vinca
Me dar sun lingua
Entao vem
Quero abracar voce
Seu poder vem do sol
Na midida
Entao vem
Vamos viver a vida
Entao vem
Si nao me ver perder quen sou
Vou querer mi mudar
Por uma life on Mars
(Repeat)

My trip kicked ass. It could not have been any better, 'cept for the room. Thanks Ludvick for not letting me be lazy. Thanks Matt for making me laugh with you sick humor. Thanks Ana for bringing out my "Dominican-ness". Thanks Goslin for being.. Goslin. But most of all thanks girls, Stephanie and Franci. Thanks Stephanie for the talks. And special thanks to Franci for giving me those lessons in Portugeuse.
(I got her to write the lyrics of "Life on Mars" on the bus ride back.)
I had a great time. And hanging out with Franci and Stephanie brought me back to the days I had with my cousins in New York.
Anyway let me not get into it too much, I promised myself not to write so much, because once I get started on Tampa, I won't finish.

(Fucking Ludvick and his rock.. how fucking funny.. and Ana's "Vacilon".. and Stephanie and how clueless she can be at times.. and how Matt got that girl's phone number.. and Franci with "the midget".. and Goslin with umm.. being Goslin.. heh.)

Thank you very much.