This is a boring theme because I don't like very much the new year. I don't like it because we are like obliged to get drunk, and have the best time of our lives, and I don't agree with that. Anyway, that makes me feel pressure and nervious.
Whatever, every year I have a plan for the 31 nigth. For the new year of 2011 I was in my father's house. Almost every thing went bad there, my uncle was late, my grandmother was very anrgy, and the food was cold. Anyway, I was planning the night, that of course would start at 2 am.
Me and my friends agreed to meet at 1.30 in a known street. But I was the onlyone that arrived in that time. After one hour they come to appear. Suppsedly we were invited to a party in La Reina, but when we got there, the party was full, and they don't allow us to come in.
It was like that in another 4 partys more... at 4 am I was so tired of walk arroud the town. I wasn't drunk, but I was very high. Finnaly, at 6 am, we decided to continue the night in a park.
The next 3 hours of the first day of the 2011 I was lying down in the grass tottaly drug .
I don't know if describe that new year of the worst or the best, but it was strange. This year I will buy a big party tiket.
This is a photo of that night.
Is a nice picture. I like! (Y)
ResponderEliminarI have mixed feelings on this date. But there will be time to talk about it haha.
Good stuff.
ResponderEliminarThere is still one verb that should be in a past form.
HB