I remember Mom Warnings I remember the first time we had a computer with Internet access here at home. I have 9 or 10 years and I got to the room "teens" of Latinchat a girl much love to find me posing as an Italian, 16. When I asked the photo I sent them the friends of my sister, whom I guess I fell in love with the same way. My mail at that time was ellocojuli@latinmail.com
I remember once I asked my grandfather how did Pacho ATMs to take silver. He told me that children working in the morning there, a few adults in the evening and at night I played a couple of oldies. I believed him. Today when I will remove silver to greet and I say depending on the time, as is regularly in the morning I arrived and I say "thanks boys, remember to take the soup."
I remember when I casque a head rocazo my cousin Miguel Angel while playing shooting us with stones. Without giving any sign of pain told me she was going to tell my mom. I immediately began to mourn, I knew that I was going to reprimand paste was monumental. We were in Yumbo and when they saw me enter the house wrapped in tears everyone thought I was crying because I missed my sister who had sent those days vacation to Disneyland. I asked if was for that and I said nothing, my mom and her cousins \u200b\u200brelied on their assumptions and in return gave me a bag of Mickey Mouse that had brought the United States. I was happy.
Alba I remember the old lady who lived across the street from where Socorro, Mom-Fi pronounced "fay" -. And again my second mom. From tiny I played football in the street with the César-Fi, and when the ball fell at the home of the bitch she caught him and we poked. The puteadas who paid Relief to the bastard that was masterful, unforgettable. Today should be burning in hell. Old whore.
I remember a family is about to die, called Luis and since I have use of reason have a very old and dilapidated van. It played all the cousins, at that time was launched the "Toyota Hilux" and someone who I do not know, "I named the truck as" Hi-Louis. " When I found out I'm gonna make a bust to the creative.
Grace I remember, I never knew whether he belonged to the family or not, the case is that it was an old lady and all the cousins \u200b\u200bhated by gossip. Died day before yesterday. Miguel Angel I remember when he said "Grace" Viviana, her sister, because this was going to put complaints to the mother. I remember
when I was going to get to a military academy, I was 7, I made a thousand tests and all passed. Finally my mother gave up that idea because someone said that in those places too mistreated students. I do not want to even imagine that I would have been if I had been educated there.
I remember always envied my sister because I had no sponsors and in return she had three to one godmother and two godfathers. That life is unfair is not it?
I remember when I saw the breasts of Jaidy, one of the most beautiful raw family. She was dressed in my sister's room, where he was on the phone; I was about 12 years, her 17 - and needed to call because I was going to order some CD's of Play1 home. I did not see the attributes of bad faith, I knew I had just left the bathroom and figured a considerable time, to look out the distance I saw the door was open and so I went and no more business as usual. Had I known that it was changed to the open door had come much earlier.
I remember that the day had already told them my deed to all my cousins \u200b\u200band friends on the block. I idolized.
I remember the exquisite humor of my dad.
I remember of The Take, Poncho, Bobi, 18 steps, Tintin Correcorre, Stop and "for me and all my friends" the hideout, there were some who "burn the pot", of course.
I remember my favorite doll life was always the Tasmanian devil. My favorite animal is the king of the jungle and a couple of years ago in Villa de Leyva bought a keychain in the shape of Lion which I never used. I give my wife the day he will ask her to marry.
I remember all the matches in the Libertadores Cali 99. That year I had the joy of seeing for the first time in life a second love game of my football fan: the River Plate. On that occasion we won 1-0 with a goal that the great Martin Zapata made criminal.
I remember that every friend of my mom to come home at random to play me a "championship" football in a large hall which crosses a couple of rooms. Were several who agreed to the challenge, this topic I was cramping himself.
I remember once I played in the Pascual Guerrero. I played in the Cali and the stadium was packed because before a game that the professionals had against the Santa Fe we scheduled a showdown between the lower divisions. That day I made two goals and held the world like the World Cup final.
I remember when once I said something to me 4 years old goddaughter and she responded in the same way I would have answered. At that time confirmed the theory that the godchildren my mom out very similar to those sponsors in the way of being. Since that day I ask all the Gods have or might have a better future for the child.
I remember the first and only time I tried to go to blows with someone was in the graphic arts workshop at my school. Chimbo was for a game, the man was a little boy up there and I liked it, I greeted him with a fist softly on his arm, he told me not to hurt him, hitting him again, I did. The scene was repeated a couple more times until the Pirobase that from one moment to another said that "it fell to him" and gave me a punch in the face. I dodged him and I went over to give him hard but they caught me. We stopped talking and just interactuábamos when we shook a couple of good kicks in the districts of Physical Education.
I remember of the best nicknames of my classmates: "The Pintoso", "left and" tiger "," gerardosaurio "," Pituch "(the man was proud of his nickname)," the raccoon care " "Totoy", "stuffed hot pepper," "camel" "Dog", "moto mouse," treatment "," the crest. " I had the worst, "the farce." I was put on a stupid not worth explaining now.
I remember that more than a year ago Valentina, whom you can give the sign of "first love" - \u200b\u200band I decided to give us a second chance. No one had time or to learn, to come back week after she left me the same way as I had left it 5 years ago. Fair enough I thought. He never reproached him.
I remember that I have printed the first copy of my book is a compilation of the best publications of this blog. It was the best gift I ever have in life.
I remember all too Sabiondo believing idiots who have told me that "printed" is wrong said.
I remember that recently I put my left testicle the name of Camilo José, still do not know how to baptize the right what are you proposing?
PS: I think this does not deserve to be called the best blog, not so few goals. With the nomination for such awards is enough, really.
Whenever ends one year we can realize that we are far from the beginning but we find it hard to know how close we are final. 
