Messing around

But wait a moment no so fast! Before going on with the "second chance thing", we have to clear out why do I dare to ask for it or better said why do I affirm that it was a big shit in the past.

I was born with really good chances in a middle class family in Mexico City, what is considered a real privilege (although I don't quite understand why because actually millions of people in Mexico are born in a middle class family to disapoint the europeans and americans who like to think that in Mexico everybody is born in a slum far away from the western civilisation living in caves, trees or abandoned containers). Let me begin with the educational aspect: private kindergarten located in a very nice art-deco district of the city, in a little charming house (replica of Heidi's cottage) with a beautiful garden managed by very nice chic ladies of a wealthy family with good maners and streng character

(with a noticeable affection for the german culture by the way) well skilled to oppress disobedient children (as they used to do with their owns). Elementary, secundary and high school in private catholic schools,twelve years of over protected classrooms, well dressed good smelling classmates, fenced yards to keep out strange people; the world could only be BEAUTIFUL!!

Of course holidays in Acapulco, Zihuatanejo, Disneyland and the unavoidable two months english summer course in Cambridge after six years in a private english academy supported by the British Council in Mexico. Could you ask for anythig better? Well yes it is always possible to get more and more, but I have to admit that it was really good even better than the average, no reason to complain about!

Don't forget the university please! Ok it was a public one but it was the best public one: Universidad Nacional Autónoma de México, wonderful! It was a really brilliant carrier, the best notes, lauded from many teachers, popular among students, graduated with a brilliant exam. Those were four wonderful years!

Grown up in an extremely normal family, so fucking normal that it could be even considered abnormal: no divorced parents neither even for a while separated, no relatives with drugs or alcohol problems, no hippies/punks/rastas/darkies/or similars, no antisocial brothers, no pregnant sisters at 16, no rock bands in the garage, no grandparents in a psichiatrical clinic, not even the minor signal of a possible social disfunction, nada, nichts, niente, rien!

It was the perfect enviroment for the "mexican dream" (yes there is something like that, not only the americans have "standard dreams").

So you may be asking what could have gone wrong? Hummm...missing something? Have you read here something like "successful among girls...gratifying normal sexual life...charming playboy...lovely beautiful girlfriend in the highschool years". Well guess what: I'm gay, that's the answer!

(To be contiued...!!!!!!)