Rebelión en el campamento

This is a diary of my days at summer camp between the years '87 and '88, back when I was still in school. Mireia knew I had had a crush on her for two semesters already when I finally decided to express it in a handwritten letter I once wrote on one of those long, lazy afternoons when I would daydream about taking her for a ride on the motorcycle I'm convinced I'll own someday. I can't hold back my feelings any longer. If she doesn't respond to my letter then I'll know it's hopeless. - IMDb