Rain day... the prelude for violence

Abouth the title, it comes for two reasons...
1) Today was a rainy day. I in a steam generator room in my college (for a thermal machinery lab) when it starts to rain. It is good for the roses, and better for my girlfriend. It made her sleep very good (nop, she doesn't sleeps at open sky, she just likes the sound of rain falling all over the roof, as i do). Anyway, that was something nice, I love the rain, and in this damned place, it rains sometimes, and not as good as I would like to be.

2) Tomorrow (may be today, I'm not sure how much will I delate this posting) is 21th May. Chileans use to celebrate this day for the memory of a big naval battle many many years ago (past century), when Chile was at war with Peru and Bolivia.

The chilean president uses to come to Valparaiso to be present for a military presentation (The chilean Navy's Headquarters are located here), so all those unhappy workers use to organice marchs and manifestations (students join them as good commies they are).

Resuming the story, it is a day where molotov coctails and tear gas make the words.

Well, you may note that this stories, and writings are somekind bad english wroten.
yup, english is not my born language. Who cares, at least you get the idea, no?

Anyway, this is wroten here for me, my self and my dear one. If some other people likes to read this, well, write me something in the "comments" area. Would be nice.

Seeya tomorrow.