I know it seems weird that a full grown-up four and twenty years old woman did not have her driving license, but you know, I like to do things differently. So, if you see a fluffy-haired crazy Spaniard driving a Porsche, it probably won’t be me, unfortunately, I don’t have that kind of money.
My mind is encountering a dichotomy. On the one hand, I have my sensible part telling me that I am grown up woman, with a job, a master to finish and all the things that the grown-ups are supposed to do and know. On the other hand, my rebellious and young, extremely curly-haired self is pushing up to the surface and telling me to leave everything, pack my things and leave the country, again.
I suppose this is all part of the maturing process, but it is hard nonetheless.
I am barely sleeping these days, tis is a fact. I attend my Master classes in the mornings and right afterwards I direct myself to an internship I am doing. When I finish there I go back home to keep working on my master projects.
I feel like I am having an extenuating amorous relationship with my computer. I woke up, shower, and we start our daily affairs. He is overzealous and keeps me glued to its keys for almost twelve hours a day.
Sometimes I love him( when he decides it is about time to start working properly) sometimes I hate him ( this feeling keeps growing until it reaches its zenith about 10 pm).
I am barely sleeping, I am barely seeing my family and friends. Who said grown-up life was so great?*
* I am sorry for all the negativity but I really miss sleeping. I hope I can remedy this situation as soon as possible and be my chipper and crazy Spaniard-esque self.