Diaries

This evening I've been searching in my parent's house, where I'm staying these days, for old English books that I used during my school years because I want to study the grammar again as soon as I get back to Vilnius.
I almost didn't find any book, but I read some things from my school years such as grades, teachers' opinions, letters from my holidays in foreign countries and a complete diary from my days in Ireland!
I just forgot about this school project where we had to maintain a diary of our holidays for at least ten or fifteen days when we were thirteen. I read it and, as the teacher wrote as a mark, is very repetitive and non inspiring but what could I do if those days that I spent in Ireland with some of my best friends where all the same? It was all about playing soccer, cards, videogames, slot machines and annoying the English teacher that we had in the mornings.

It's quite impressive that my mother has kept all kinds of "information" of my school years classified by years which combined to my love for registering everything about my life makes tons and tons of data.
This blog is just another brick on the wall.

PS: Eduardo, I found the theater play that I wrote. It was as bad as we remembered it.