The difference between a Friday (2009) and a Saturday (2010) feels pretty in an aquarium. So, I went back to the aquarium. Yes, I was not alone. The day before had not even planned to go back (although I wanted, because I like the cyclical things), but while playing the DS with Eve, my phone rang and it was not Masy nothing nothing less than a boy (I guess we're friends) saying that, considering that he knew I wanted to go to the aquarium, we could go together for my birthday. After bothering a little "eh, I do not quieras go, I think you hate aquariums, and that somehow is going to be with that I made myself go, I forced myself, and the police will come, and I will not be deported "and receive "uugh wants to go to the aquarium" response, said it sounded good.
arrived on Saturday, found that poor sleep sucks. At seven o'clock he was awake. But hey, who have twenty years to understand that you have to carpe diemizar the day, so I showered and started to inspect matters temperaturales (cold shit maximus) informed, internet in general. At noon I fought the fr & iacute, or and I had lunch by myself at Wendy's, my first meal of the twenty years (the last year was at McDonalds). After that I took the subway and headed for the aquarium, with a long queue of people waiting to buy tickets. At 19 I was literally the only person at the door. It was very strange, a year ago was an empty space was in a space now full.
already lining up I met the subject in question, he refused to get into where I was to make the tail, as if against the rules or something. "Oh come on, I Was saving you your spot, and it's my birthday, and no one cares, and it's my birthday - I'mwhy a starfish. I finally learned why sharks need to keep moving. It's fun when you feel comfortable. We concluded the visit to the aquarium in the giftshop, where I got a shark mask that I could see. While trying to reach me with blind eyes, I hear a "... Because see, this is What I Would Do if you (as a shark) Attack me" and a hit in the mask / face, What the hell (it was funny). Then we took the subway and then parted ways after I said thanks and we exchanged a good handshake.
I returned to my room, tried to sleep penot going to be okay, but they have the same succession. I do not know what kind of person I want to be, I do not know what things I have to take pride and regret what, but I know that I dislike floating in a state of conditional questions, I am not good for that, I need things a bit. Zero or one period. After that I went to bed and Lina, who was with Tim. They took a very nice bag with a cake that said "Happy Birthday Marine" and an envelope. Tim took the guitar to accompany Lina musically as I sang happy birthday. There were no candles, is not allowed in the building. But it is better as & amp; iacute;. The candles should wish lists, and I have no great desire to ask for now. Well, I have wishes for my family, but not for me. Lina grabbed a piece of cake and ran down my face, evidently a tradition here. We left the cake, ate a bit. I opened the envelope, had one or two photos of the great duo Lina & Marina. We made popcorn, try to see The Exorcist. Things stopped working when the parties began to get really dark ... better way, better not die of fear on my birthday. Before I go TERRIBLY Lina and I tune songs like Colors of the Wind, Do not Stop Believing and one or two more, a capella, while Tim tried to drown
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