The death of love.

There was a smile on everyones face as we hurried towards the grocery store. Tomorrow was NATHAN BROWN´S birthday, and we had many exciting plans to carry out. One of the plans were to buy the most excellent, delicious, decadent cake we could find and COVER it with love. HOWEVER all of our plans were crushed when we got HIS call saying that: " we probably aren´t gonna come hang out tonight..."

::crash::

(NATHAN-- that was the sound of our hearts breaking into little peices.)

And so that was how the evenings serious of unfortunate events began to transpire... beginning with the call, and continuing on through: 1. Being ripped off by the guys who sold us our dinner. 2. Getting lost trying to find an INTERNET cafe so we could vent our frustrations of being stood up by the cousins and NATHAN BROWN on the eve of his day of birth! (seriously? seriously!) tears. many many tears were wept in this loss of entertaining company.
Thankfully, with the combination of a candy store, starbucks, and some good carbs we ate away our sorrows. And so we thank you Nathan. Thank you for giving us those extra POUNDS.


Now on a more serious note, today was a very interesting, lovely day. Catie Councell and her friend Maria Wilson took a train from Madrid to B. today. They arrived at the hotel before we did and had many trecherous tales of manuvering the streets of Madrid after New Years...However, once arriving at the hotel they blew out the lights in one of the rooms trying to use a blowdryer. What we girls go through to look pretty.

All the girls agreed that New Years Eve was wonderful. All ushered the year 2008 with prayer and the pop of champagne.

Barcelona has beautiful archetecture and cozy little streets. We like it eversomuch!

we don´t like nathan.

Guest Writer: Miss Catie Councell