Raining day . .

The rain is a curios thing.
By one hand a raining day can be sinonim of disastrous day. Who has not had to leave an expected plane for this? The empty streets are a reflect the discomfort that rain causes, while people are waiting in their houses to see the first rays of Sun. Personally I hate when I arrived wet at my home because I didn't catch the umbrella. . .
By the other hand rain can be sinonim of a calm day when you don't have nothing to do, in days which only sitting in you sofa listening falling drops, is a perfect time to disconnect.

Today is a raining day,so I will take the opportunity to watch a film!

Carnival!

The week before was the carnival of Torelló.
The night was great, without any accident. But, unfortunately that afternoon was horrible!! The last morning before carnival we hadn't got the costumes of boxers yet and, how you can imagine all us were very stressed.
To try not to waste time (people say that time is gold!) some of us went to Torelló to makeup, while a friend I were waiting for the costumes. Finally, after , at 8 o'clock we got them and, of course, immediatly we go to the party!

Maybe is because the people dress how their want and anybody ask their why, maybe is because the party don't finish until the morning or maybe because is the only big party in winter. . . Certainly I only know that a lot of people wait Carnival with lot of enthusiasm, and that when it arrive,the time passes faster than you can imagine!

Sweet eighteen

I supose that all children of the world have wanted to be adults in different moments of their life, at least once. I was one of this.
Now, through the pass of days, I have been able to understand the speed of time, and how sometimes I would like return at the pass.
(. . .)

10am,Monday 28th of February, just opening the blind I could see the Sun shining brightly, in spite of the they before had rained. This drew a big smile in my face, my eighteen had arrived hopefully.
Like a normal day, however it wasn't, I had a relaxing shower and then I went to eat something. Was while I was in the kitchen when I heard a loud "ding, dong", that forced me to open the door of the street. Strangely wasn't anybody there, only a nice brown envelope with gold leaf on it and two cheerful lilies, greater was my surprise when I read the letter inside.

(. . .)
At two o'clock they came to my house with their bikes, I watched them one by one. I couldn't be happier. Then they explained me the plans for done that day unforgettable, without doubt they get it.
Maybe be grate isn't so bad...!

Thanks:)