I'm
a city girl, I need to have lots of places to go, lots of options and
things to do. And being able to do it by myself. Here, if you want to
go somewhere, you need a car. Of course, I'm fifteen years old and I
can't drive.
An
example. I need new trousers but I can't buy any here because there's no shops, no nothing. The nearest Zara is 30min by car. My mother says
that I can buy some trousers here, in the village. Well, yes, I
could. But not jeans. And I don't mind having other kind of trousers,
I don't care. But I have nothing to wear with a color trousers or
these kind of huge indian ones. I love that kind. But, holy shit. I'm
not buying that kind because I'm not wearing it here.
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| Having dinner at the port. |
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| Church's roof. |
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| Black beetle |
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| My hair. |
I
also have to read a shitty book.
I'm
glad that I'm leaving in less than ten days.
I
really love everyone here, but it's terribly boring. It's rainy, and
cloudy and cold and shit. We can't even go to the beach, for crying
out loud.
I
think I will go to buy some stuff to make some bracelets or
something.
I
don't have really cool pics to share. I'll post some random ones.
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