packing + visit preston.com

My room is nacked!! No more clothes, no more things on it, just boxes and everything packed in my bags and suitcases...Lanzamiento de ropa y zapatos a la basura, bolsas de descompresión de aire para reducir el aire de la ropa y guardar en la maleta. LLevar la caja de 30kg en un trolley a la tienda por la calle y risas son... vacile al dependiente probando q pesa q no pesa... Walk throught the city, hot and magic fountain with water splashing children. Girl with calzón cagao llenito de agua. Después paseito por Avenham y tumbada en el cesped con miles de margaritas, encontrarme un cordón con una placa de TUPAC (RIP!! scared me!!), muffins and fresh fruits nestea, magic flute as a bso. At nite we went out to Yates pub and a huge big fat lad was playing completely drunk with his friends while they were stamping in his stomack nobody moved him. A crazy old woman was dancing as maddona what a flipada!! Gibraltar q pasa q pasaaa!! andaba por allí. When we were comming back home we wave take away's lads!! gud nite.. that was all.

Luz del atardecer en mi habitacón ya vacía, pero qué llena estoy por dentro!!