jueves, 9 de mayo de 2013

A terrible weekend

Last weekend my cousin called me because he wanted me to go with him to Sierra Nevada. So, I acceptd. The day before I had to go, I fell ill... Aw, shit! I wanted to ski with my cousin but I couldn't do it... I didn't go because I was in bed with headahe and my temperature was thirty-nine. I dont want to remember because I really dont like when I am ill. I can't eat, I can't drink, I CAN' T DO SPORT...!!! I love sport and when I can't do it I get angry because I can't be stopped. In may, my cousin is gong there again, so I hope I won't be ill again and I can go with him.