A picture that reminds me something

Me and a close friend that I have who gets birthday at the same day than I  (4th of June) have a lot of friends on common, so when we were on our 14th birthday we decided to celebrate and make a big party with all of our friends... It wasn't too massive, we were just ten, or twenty people. We ate cake, drink a lot of juice (of course, I'm and I was just a child)... Obviously we doesn`t sleep in all the night... And, when were the seven AM, Everybody has running by the house, and I don’t understand it (my friend, that she was on birthday too), and then, everybody told me that we have five minutes to go to the bus station... I didn’t understand anything... then they give to me tickets for a travel to Pto. montt... I don't know how to react at this gift... So we were running by the city to the bus station, 'cause we don't have much time. Then we stayed on Pto. montt two days, one night... That birthday was the longest party that I have... We doesn`t sleep by 50 hours!!

Now... The picture, it was taken June 04th 2008, on the square of Pto. Montt, there is a big wall, and it's all write and painted with a lot of phrases or draws... The picture was taken by me, when I was just with my other friend (who had the birthday on the same day than I) in the square, thinking about a lot of things... and all of my friends were buying a cake (yes, another one) before than I was take this picture all of my friends has singing us the Birthday song, and then a lot of strange people has singing too!! It was really funny (and shameful too)... so, this is the story about this picture, I love it, because it reminds me of all of my closed friends that they are not with me now (they are in other towns, studying in other universities, and making another life) I miss them a lot.

My favorite technologic device

My electric guitar.

When I was eleven years old, I got the fever of the music. First, I wanted to sing, but my teacher told I couldn’t, because of some problems that I have on my throat, so then I wanted to be a drummer, but a drum it was way to expensive for me… 

So then I wanted to play the piano, but there was no good teacher in the city, so I started playing the cheapest acoustic guitar that I found. First I hated it, it was so ugly and so bad, that when I bought a new electro-acoustic guitar I broke the old one, without any remorse. After a few years, I finally got enough money for my electric guitar; my beautiful white Gibson X-plorer. Since that, I became a pro guitarist. My motivation was so much, that in some weeks I was covering every song that I liked, no matter how difficult it was… There was a time in my life, where I couldn’t even feel the pain in my fingers anymore, after hours and hours of practice… I love my guitar, because it did help me out in times where I was sad; I could write a song, then playing it, and then life was better, and through the song I could understand better my sadness, so that I could go through it… I think the best way of express oneself is through music, and I’m going to keep on loving my georgeous x-plorer, ‘till the end of my days.