Hanging around at night with my brother

I wrote this entry because I think is too strange that a guy call his little brother to hang around with him and his friends, and that's exactly what Nacho, my old brother did this holidays.
I was watching a film at quarter to twelve when my brother call me saying: "do you want to come now to hang out with me and my friends?" and I said yes. I've just opened the door when my granny appeared and said to me "I must call your parents to ask if you can go out at night" I said that I could but she didn´t give me the keys, so I leave her like that.
We went to different places, first to a heavy bar, later to a square with a lot of young people talking, drinking, smoking... There my brother's friend saw more friends and we talk about a lot of things, a lot of time. Later, theese guys leave the square and my brother started talking to random people, so his friend and me entered to a disco to warm us up and he ask me for my marker, I said: "are you going to write here?"
and he answered: "yeah, in the bath", so I went with him and we saw the bathroom full of marks. We write our things but someone notice the owner and when I was ending, he catch me. I though he were going to hit me but he asked me for the DNI shouting and I said I hadn´t, so he kick me out. So, we go for a walk to talk and tag until five o'clock, when they said that they were leaving and I go home. That was the moment when I though "I haven't the keys", so I called my mother and you can imagine the rest...

The Day of the three Wise Men

The 6th of January I already was in Valladolid, but it was the day I returned because the following day we musted to restart the school and the work.

We went to my grandaunt's house to stay a short time with all my family of there and, of course, take my presents that were: a jacket and a sneakers that I bought with my uncle two days ago, and a memory card for my phone. We stayed there for five hours and finally we arrive home, in Valencia at half past eleven at night, and the following day we were going to wake up at seven at morning...

New Year

The 30th of December I travelled to Valladolid to see my family, so in new year I was in my granny's house with my four uncles, my two aunts, my parents, my two cousins, my two brothers and my grandmother, of course. We had a big dinner since ten o'clock until about twelve to ten, then we wait for the twelve strokes of midnight to eat the grapes. Later we celebrate the new year with champagne (the typical drink) and I learnt how to roll a cigarette. I was playing with my cousins a long time because I was boring and later I drew in my sketchbook. It was the time when all the people go out to have party but I didn't because I don't know anybody here and, of course, "I'm too little to go out and paint at that time".
The next day was the world day of peace but the people were already thinking they were in twenty-fifteen, and we lunch in family. Some people didn´t come because they had party the day before, later they leave us alone finally.