I am so done with this place.
I don't want to even think about having to come back.
Shit.



Started packing up my room this morning, which makes me sad. Put all my books and notebooks and magazines into a box. Then went out to meet Felipe and spent another day just strolling around Barcelona. Closer to the beach this time though. Sat near the water where we got attacked by a mini poodle, twice. Then in a parkish area in the greenest spot of grass. Took a bunch of photos, and ate some plants. Well at least he did.

There's nothing like a day in the city with your friends. Just spending hours chilling by the dock on a nice patch of green grass. The constant shifting from being in the sun and being in the shade. Hahaha, I love Barcelona. This city will always be in my heart. It's so refreshing to realize that you don't really need to be doing anything to be having a good time. It's times like these that we will value, the effortless friendships and the pointless laughing fits. I can't wait for SUMMER 2009, it will be legend-wait for it-dary.