If he had followed the pattern of headings of my birthday, this post should be titled 11, 17 , for the past eleven years together three beardless boys eager to take on the world , with many eager to fulfill dreams and decided to found a group that joined nearly a dozen similar kids.
past eleven years many of those dreams are yet to be fulfilled, others we will not be met, some were satisfactorily met and others that came true would have been better if they had stayed in the world of fantasy.
Almost everyone has experienced what it's like a roller coaster, some people have experienced in the past year, others are there forever, but we also enjoyed the peek into the precipice, you pussy!.
have given us very hard, because we too, sometimes we have broken, but we never folded. We're not about kids and increasingly harder for us to cross the threshold of 4 in the morning, although we continue to resist the passage of time and we reinvent the time it takes.
Some have overcome our fear of flying and come out of the kernel, conquering new lands, leaving our cry muchachesco wherever we met.
But the important thing is that today these beardless again be overnight and will provide over and over again for the victory, for the draw and the failure, because in those three feelings it is important that we have been together. And we will raise our glasses in our reference bar made for the occasion in posh upmarket restaurant and bump into our glasses and shouted,
Laaaaaaaa, Lara, Lara, Lara, Lara,
Laaaaaaaa, Lara, Lara, Lara, Lara,
Diesiete O O
Dieeeeeeeeeeeeeesiete
Diesiete Oooooooooooooooooo
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