Par * t R i S h *, Samedi 24 Fevrier 2007 à 17:53 GMT+2 dans my tears
Unfortunately we couldn't keep the awesome bus we made, but it's ok because next year, it will be even greater We were four to "destroy it": Davy, Sven, Peter and I. It's funny how you can be 12 to enjoy the Carnaval and only 4 to do the rest (of course I don't speak about those who were working that day )... Let's meditate upon that!!
Par * t R i S h *, Mardi 30 Janvier 2007 à 12:16 GMT+2 dans my tears
I can't believe it happened!! My little sister -> just told me that a fucking bitch killed Volige, her pony last night. This cunt was driving too fast and didn't get the signals from other cars that there was something wrong: of course when somebody lights their high beams, everything's ok, that's well known!! Justine was so proud of her pony, she tamed her and was doing very well with her. She just took 2 days ago our 1-year-old neice for a walk on her back and Volige was nice to her and calm.
I can't believe this fucking whore did that! This is shit! She doesn't even care, the tart!! She's gonna go to hell, this is for sure! And I really hope they're gonna make her suffer a thousand times more than Volige did.
Par * t R i S h *, Mercredi 29 Novembre 2006 à 21:11 GMT+2 dans my tears
Last Saturday I was at the 6 days of bicycle racing in Gent with Peter and his parents having a great time watching the guys cycle like madmen. I was really enjoying myself which was nice cos I thought I wouldn't like it so much because I'm not what we call a sport addict. However I found the show great and fun. I even screamed liked a groupie once or twice (allright more than that but I was so into the racings). We decided to go in the middle to see the bikers better and have a look at the guys working on the bikes. We were there for about 5/10 minutes when we heard people screaming: 2 cyclists were down on the floor. We saw one getting up and walk back to his cabin but the other one didn't: that was Isaac Galvez, 31, married for about a month and dad of a one-year-old baby. His case was bad for they put blankets all around him. I saw them put something in his throat like in ER and I thought it was very very bad. I was scared, it couldn't possibly happen. When they ran to get the cardiac pacemaker I began to shake cos this was more serious than I thought! And when they finally took him to the ambulance I saw a man doing a cardiac massage, I began to cry cos it was so sad. And I pray the rest of the evening for them (or God?) to save him. But it didn't work, nobody heard my prayers... :'(