Azahara
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Today, the cold running throught my bones made me woke up. This reminds me my bad memories about winter and Christmas. This `beautiful time' full of meeting with friends, relatives and co-workers. I remember I was 17 years old when I was allowed by my father to go to a New Year´s Eve celebration and under two conditiond: my brother wanted celebrate it for the first time, and my party was celebrated next to my parents´s coffee shop.
I went to there with my friends but this night became a nightmare. I was happy untill a guy that I knew from my neighboarhood and that used flattering comments to me, this night he asked me:` What´s the matter with you? You have a soviet face' . 8O
For that people who doesn´t undertand what the expression `soviet face' means is such as saying to someone that he/she is serious, boring...At this very moment my party finished. I quicky came back home and I shut me in my room and I begun to crying and I promised myself I never went to a party anymore.
My question is what do you think about Christmas? :roll:
I went to there with my friends but this night became a nightmare. I was happy untill a guy that I knew from my neighboarhood and that used flattering comments to me, this night he asked me:` What´s the matter with you? You have a soviet face' . 8O
For that people who doesn´t undertand what the expression `soviet face' means is such as saying to someone that he/she is serious, boring...At this very moment my party finished. I quicky came back home and I shut me in my room and I begun to crying and I promised myself I never went to a party anymore.
My question is what do you think about Christmas? :roll:
