Well it's thursday the 26th of August. I'm at home on my computer after an exhausting session at the gym. I can feel my guns growing. they're my babies, i need to nurture them. My protein shaker is right by my side, he's looked after me all this time and i thank him.
I can't really get my head around actually leaving. it seems as if there is so much more to do even though i just need to pick up some stuff from the city.
Santiago, 5 days time. no ingles, sólo Castalleno. I'm really looking forward to it. i want to finally experience what this world has to offer. I feel too safe in melbourne and i'm not really pushing myself to do the things i know i should be doing if i want to develop as a man.
I don't know what this trip will turn out to be, but i know that whatever happens i will push myself, get rid of limiting beliefs and hopefully cut out some of the childish shit i get up to now.
consider this a prelude to the greatest blog in the history of man. (and women)
Nah fuckit, man,
man sounds better.
Adios! Hasta la proxima vez
