Getting lost

Hi this is me again, today was a tough one, I went to class. This dutch people look a bit like retards im afraid to say, they don´t know how to calculate the fucking mean...I met a  spanish fat lady who was so fucking annoying maaaan she wanted to talk and whatsoever but i couldnt stand her , i dont hate freaks but she represented all that I hate.

Then I met an italian girl called clara in italian or something lik that, man she was lovely I gotta admit, lets say if I can bone her one day.

After I was supposed to go to the fukin beneluxlaan with my spanishs mates but I got lost on my way, didnt care though, I loved that feeling, riding my bike, listening to arcade fire... perfect moment, I just missed a number there.

Crazy night

This night was awesome, i still dont have a bike so I headed first to utrecht in order to get it but I couldnt... man this bastards close it up quite early...so i walked back to the Uithof one fucking hour mate i m preety far away.

i WAS supposed to meet the finish people at the city , so i was walking to the station and then from a rrom some poeple talked to me i went in and met this awesome and random guys, finland, poland, and of course spain .. quite a promising spanish i met today. i had to give her a ride huahua to the centre and then back now im here writing i gotta wake up shit mate.

Nothing yet...

Hi. My name is Soft, well... some people call me Caco Number too. Im bout to leave this shithole for a bit, heading to Utrecht... Nothing yet. Ill update this shit when the adventure begins...until then, jack off carefully!

This is my friend joey, proper fun we had this last summer...now he is living the good life, meeting chicks and shit.