Sandino, Monday August 17th 2009
Yeah
Apparently my license just expired. who the hell cares, notepad works just as fine.
so where was I?
yeah so I passed morfofisiologia III. I was so happy I just couldnt stay in school
and wait for my documents, so I rallied up the other fags in class, David and Josh,
and we all went to havana. On me. We stayed at Jesus' place in Playa, and then we went out to the malecon on fridaynight after we were done there at about 4 in the morning, we went to a friend of jesus' place who lives on neptuno. Not the planet, just the road. He is a fashion designer and owns lots of sunglasses. albeit brandless, sunglasses nevertheless.
We then took all of davids bags, who is now back in jamaica. He left earlier today and is probabloy choking himself on a juicy beef patty. Apparently thats a fast food chain. In Jamaica.
My word goes out to my undercover pal David. We hope he doesnt get killed this time.
Saturday we all went to Mi Cayito. The only gay beach in Cuba. It wasnt very busy. I think its because TS Charlene or was it Charlotte passed by that day. It rained and rained and rained some more. I wasnt going to let a small tropical storm ruin my first white sanded, blue watered, palm treed beach. So I went to swim anyway. it was cool. And a bit rainy, cold and sunless. The rain is my friend, it doesnt burn my skin and make me look darker
That night we went out to the party on the roof of a building, they had great music and everybody loved the new hair. well. atleast they said so. I was hyped up on red bull because i hadnt really slept much. speaking of which. I still havent really slept much. I should probably get to that before I die.
Got back on sunday and got three new pornos. a brazilian one, one with marines and one with Francois Sagat, my alltime faavorite pornstar. He is so fucking hot, but i dont know why he looks like a hot pregnant muscle man in whats that movie called again, Collin O' Neals world of men: Lebanon.
I jacked off 4 times in an hour. it was too hot. I didnt get laid this weekend. which is kind of sucky. I apparently have this super hot stalker. Well, atleast he has the tightest abs I have ever seen in my life. And a sweet ass. oh and last but not least, a SUPER HUGE COCK. Why do I know this? Well when I was at the beach last saturday, he saw me and apparently thought it was time to man up and come and talk to me. So before doing that. he took off his pants and showed his ubertight underwear. it was packed, front, back, side to side. man, i wasnt sure if I wanted to suck/fuck it, or feed it a peanut. He said his name is Carlos. HE knew I was from suriname, knew my age *im still 19 until proven 20 ppl* and he also had a record of every time I visited havana since I have been back. I was a bit freaked out. I then saw him later that night with some tourist. proving that he is a whore, like everyone else on the malecon.
oh and I had a nice conversation with this old perv from london called David. Yeah what a coincidence anyway, he kept on asking me what I was doing later. The only thing that was going on in my mind was that I wont be doing him. So I tried to sail around the question. it was funny really. he kept on talking about India. I told him that I am indian. That does not mean that I am from India, which he knew as well. And Also, I have never been.
either way, here come some pictures
oh btw, I have all my documents ready for travelling. I am so excited.
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