When I was a child I used to spent my holidays in a beach
village not so far to my town. My cousins and I spent two months of holidays
with my grandparents in this village. I remember we always had fun and we made
a lot of friends. When setember arrived I used to cried because I didn’t want
to return to my house and school.
Last four years I had studied in University at Barcelona and
I’m really convinced that this years are the most wonderful in my life. In
mornings I’d went to University and took lesons since 3 am. In the afternoons I’d
spent my time with my friends did our homeworks or went out in some pub. In
this years I lived with two of my bestfriends and we would haved dinner
together everday. At the weekends I used to go to my town.
My mother is always getting nervous so quickly with the
tasks of the home and we are always arguing. When we live together she is
always saying to me thaht i have to clean my room.
Now I live in London and most mornings I’ll having milk ans
toasts for breakfast. Later I go to the school and when the lessons are finish
I’ll always have lunch out of my home because I have to go to work and I don’t
have time for going and having lunch at my home. In London I’ll always go to
the bed at 11 pm because I’m tired, in Spain I used to go to bed at 12 or 1 pm.
I think I’ll never getting used to the far distance in
London. I’m always annoying about to take the underground or the bus for go to
anywhere. However, I’m getting used to
typicall food in London. At the first momento when I arrived I didn’t like so
much.
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