Shizzle in January

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1. at school, melting in january

2. day of my oral navegacion-exam, which lasted from 9 in the morning till 9 in the evening. One tree with oranges. I felt verrry happy that moment  in the tranvia.

3. still same day, walk from the tranvia to the bridge over the turia

4. street

5. other street on my daily route, i'm totally in love with the house at the left side.

6. bridge (puente de madera) over the turia on the daily route. The hombre at the right side, playing his musicthingy, checks more people out than something else. He was always sitting there when i drove with my valenbisi to class fridaynoon, derecho de navegecion. He smashes the iron a few times with his drumsticks and then get his head back up to know who's passing. He recognizes me every time i  and when he does, he waves enthousiastic with his drumsticks and starts playing then again, smashing extra hard and with new power. I bet 2 min later he turned his head back to know who's passing next.

7. long love

8. damn emo's

9. smoking before entering la 3

10. church along the turia

11. rincon latino

12. at theresa's

13. i'm in love

The felizcumpleparty monday was too good!! Offcourse i was too proud again to run around with my camera and catch people on picture, so the amount of memories is limited which i will again regret forever. Nonetheless, yaaay! The recipe was one for disaster, as both me and miri are totally the same in forgetting things, bad organisation, lateness, panic, doubting, etc etc. Consequently, we were out of drinks after 2 hours, out of (pretty fingerdipping, not the regular bread we wisely decided to buy in huge amounts) food, we totally ignored the fact music is essential at a party and forgot the boxes, and so on. The last fail was partly solved by letting people randomly play stuff on the laptop and in between we played 1000 times the 'Valencian CD 2011' gift i got from Benny. Which i offcourse totally didn't mind. 

But as a said, i was happyhappyhappy. People coming who i had been bigtime wishing to come but never thought they would, drunken loud make-up talks -really never a good idea, i tried to refuse it but it happened anyway-, big load of italians (thank you elise:D, thankgod the polaks she invited further didn't show up) who drank our beautiful vodkagift and tried with EVERY girl as they felt the end nearing, miri: "i want the italians out of here!!" (something she is now, back sober, very ashamed about hihi. With alcohol in her body she becomes a baaad girl haha), strangers saying 'oooh it's your birthday, happy birthday!!', familiar people saying the same <3, smoking a bit of porro's, getting some porro's as a gift, grabbing hands, dancing, playing pingpong in the hallway, etc.
Thankyou Miri for your old, giant, amazingly beautiful, landlorded flat! (very bourgeouis)
Thankyou people!
Thankyou valencia
Thankyou beer

Ok, that must be enough gratefulness

we beer!

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