Bianca #9

Whats up everybody! This weekend I made sure I recieved plenty of sleep. All I did was stay in the house and watch old black and white movies (The Best of Aubrey Hemphrey... I think that´s how you spell her name). They were pretty good. The only thing I didn´t like about them was that they had me all sensitive and emotional. You know, the original chick flick. I cried at the end of like every movie. I feel so soft now.

Besides that I did go out Sunday morning to the market. It was cool, I bought two hats for my dad and two belts for me. I only spent 14 euros though so that was cool. Also, it´s this cute African there who selling purses or whatever (I really didn´t notice what he was selling), but he is off limits so don´t go making conversation with him trying to get free stuff. You know what, now that I think about it, my mama of Spain is still the greatest ever. She asked me if I wanted to go out with her sister and friend Saturday night. I thought that was so cool of her. When I say she reminds me of my mother, she really does.

Dónde hizo ellos encuentran una mamá de anfitrión como ella. Me pregunto por qué ella se pone tiene a niños. Creo que si ella hizo ellos sinceramente la adorarían. El más tiempo que gasto con Rosario el más pierdo a mi mamá. A veces después de que una conversación buena y larga con Rosario yo entre calladamente mi cuarto y llame a mi propia mamá. Ella me dice parar el llamamiento ella tanto porque me costó, pero yo me pongo la mente. Yo siempre consigo como esto cuando salgo de casa por un espacio de tiempo largo. Yo realmente la pierdo.