The best day of my life was my first goal.
I woke up at 10.00 and I had a equilibrate breakfast: Milk and cereals.
At 10.30 I going to the stadium in Cartes. At 11.00 the match is start, but I was in a bench. In the second time I played at 30 minutes, but in these time I made a one goal with my head, but we losed 4-1.
When the match was finished my friends went to congratulated me.
At afternoon I play with my friend Emilio. At 9.00 I arrived at home. I ate a diner and I going to slept.
And these is my best day of my life
