The ones who made me love Spain.

Madrid, March 16th & 17th, 2011.


White Lies. Transfer. Crocodiles.
Axelle, Cristina, Johanna, Kelsey, Marta, Paula, Ricardo, Veronica.

For goodness sake, let us be young.

In less than a month, on April 11th, I’m turning 24 years old, and I’m freaking out. I’ve never accepted the idea of growing up, but this year, I have to. For the first time of of my life, I’ll have to make some sacrifices, and build myself a solid life. I just cannot be an “adulescent” any longer. Anyway, for my birthday, I do not wish any gifts. All I want if for someone to have the idea of playing me Wetsuit song. Posting it on my facebook wall, playing it on the phone or my answering machine, flooding my social networks with the lyrics, or even singing it to me for a few seconds, even awfully sung; whatever. I just need to be reminded, not matter how old I am, to put a wetsuit on.