Annie Jones sobre: Cumpleaños
A ver si puedo escribir en castellano. Claro, puedo. ^_^* Espero en los años que vienen, puedo recordar mi idioma, pero siempre es posible olividaré. Me encanta castellano. Me encanta Argentina, la gente, mis putos....¡todo! ¡Viva Argentina!
Spanish and I are really good friends.
Yesterday was my birthday party and even though it was 5 days early and during summer, I could help smiling and feeling on top of the world (and not any older what-so-ever!). Girls birthdays in Argentina are a really good excuse to give each other really tacky earrings, and I'm totally digging it. I'm a sucker for Argentine earrings, especially the ones that the hippies make and they nearly touch your shoulders.
But I had a bunch of friends over and we ate cake, listened to shitty American music (YAY!) and had a good time in general. In all honesty, that was the BEST party I've had in my entire life. I'm surrounded by my friends here and I can't imagine ever leaving here. Never, I'll never leave!
We even had a cake fight, and this morning I was washing chocolate cake out of my hair. Even though I won't admit it, I did start it. I smeared frosting on Andrés' cheek. It then proceeded to get a bit out of control, and my Mom nearly had a siezure on us. Luckily my face was the one with the most cake on it, so I was able to say all I did was recieve it. I then proceeded to hide my hands behind my back so she wouldn't see all the cake on them. ^_^*
As a group we walked Gastón back to his house and we said goodbye. On the way back to my house, Andrés and I walked behind the group. We talked in english, so as no one could understand us (Okay, Fantin AND Max could, but it doesn't matter, they were having an avid, spanish conversation). He was telling me that he was going to Rio Cuarto for a while. He'd be back for my birthday (like the day) because his sister's is the next day, but when he returned from Rio Cuarto for good, he said he like to 'take me out sometime'.
And then he gave me all the numbers of everywhere he'd be for like the next month so I could always talk with him.
Woah...does he...?
Nah.
12.11.2004
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