Another day that went by and soon another month. Time goes so fast in this place. I dunno way, maybe it's just due to I keep myself so busy during the whole day. Finally It was true that It was going to rain and we have had a typical rainy day. Abbie has had swimming today and I've spent 5 hours non-stop working. I feel so tired right now. I'd like to be in my bed, with Katy and Indira but all I have is Rossie and Tomasina. It's not tha same. I miss them a lot lately. I know I'll be with them soon and I cannot wait for that moment. So...tomorrow Friday at least! I still have to make my plans for the weekend.
Que los vientos te empujen siempre hacia delante y el sol te de en la cara. Y los vientos del destino te hagan volar para, asÃ, poder bailar con las estrellas.
Inglaterra huele a mar salada caracolas que guardan el eco de tierra mojada... Inglaterra huele al humo ondeante de las chimeneas.
“I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts, or my thoughts the result of my dreams.” D.H. Lawrence
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself, flat on my face,
I pick myself up and get back in the race.
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