How the hell did I get here?: An autobiographie

Well, I was born on 1997 and raised in a town called San Vicente of Tagua Tagua. It was quiet, lonely and awfully boring. Nothing ever happened and when it did, everybody knew exactly what happened. There were no secrets, no intimacy and not a single cinema. Surely an horrible place to live if you're not into the whole quiet little town package.

There i went to El Salvador, my school for almost my whole life. It was founded by Salvador Correa and the catholic church from Italy. More than a school, it looked like a colonial ranch. It was a struggle growing up in there, but for the most part I ended bonding with that place. That's nostalgia I supposed.

I am the only male in my family, in other words it was awkward sometimes. I lived in my hometown with my mother, my grandmother and my sister. The house belonged to my grandma, but she never mind that all of us lived there. Specially because it was on the countryside so she needed help all the time because you never stop working on the country side.

But I always was a little introvert. Kinda shy, kinda lonely. Sociability is hard enough for me, like it was said in a Blur song. But also like to find the most absurd and complex and stupid ways to laugh. I find comedy the finest form of creativity and intelligence, even if it's something like a animated cat getting smash by a bulldog in a cartoon. I also love movies, videogames and cartoon in a spiritual level. It's a precious art for me, it's what give me life.

And now I live in the big city. Santiago is always a mess, but I kinda like that...in a ironical way. But my life is also a mess, so it matches with me. I'm only looking for some way to survive this mad, mad world. In the meantime I'm going to watch some God forsaken movie with a glass of cheap soda and see what lies in the future.