San Isidro

My Painting

My desk after painting

Last Monday was the day after the day of San Isidro(to shorten things I'll write Saint I.[san=saint in Spanish]).The day of Saint I. is usually when Spaniards take the day off and go into "El Campo" but seeing as Sunday is all ways free they moved it to Monday, so I got the day off. Unfortunately I forgot too do my home work during the weekend and I had to do it then. Also, this  holiday was only for Malaga(the province where I live) and I had to go to music lessons(I take music in Loja[pronounced "loha"] a neighbouring town that happens to be in a different province then us) and that takes up three hours of my evening(1 hour there and back 2 hours of classes). that along with the fact that I got to bed late the night before and that I'd wasted most of the day and the knowledge that the following day I'd be back at school ripe for bullying just brought me down. Thus I wasted 1/2 hour crying leaving me with 1/2 to finish my homework to finish my homework and studying for an exam the following day I just didn't have enough time to do it all. my dad though decided to make time and had me stay up late studying. I eventually got everything done(in between fits of crying). Including a painting that I had finished earlier that day.