So, this is like a diary, I have observed.
Today My mom got me up really early, and we went to the nearest city’s market. We bought loads of fruits and fresh stuff. I didn’t fight mum but I got mad for a while because she was being really unpleasant. Or maybe I was.
Overall, I enjoyed it.
I came home, and left like five minutes later to the main city, where I found a friend and an acquaintance. We walked, went for an ice cream, and then one of them left, and my friend and I left for some fries.
We sat in the boulevard and did some photography. A wizard came by and did an amazing trick. And then an man came by and started talking with us. It was really interesting.
He was a Colombian artist, and a sea merchandiser that was in vacations, and he knew about anthropology and about modern art and politics. He asked for our numbers and then I gave him mine.
I gave my number to a stranger.
Well, I came home and told mum and she was just laughing at me. Telling how naive I was, and then it was all good.
Generally the day made me happy, so I have no complaints. Yay!