Is now sure.

There is no traduction career in Lleida. I must go to Barcelona next year yes o yes :D

I’ve never felt so free, althought there is still a year to go through, it will run quick i know. I have to put efforts on my studies this year and everything else will come along.

At least i dont have to lie to be free.

I think im not jumping of happiness because i dont really realise the consequences of the big change. I wont have to worry about the “friends” i hate because they will no longer be around. I’ll be overage. I’ll have my own house with Frank. I’ll study what i kinda like. I’ll be in a big city with whole lotts of opportunities. i’ll meet new people. I’ll change my image and i will be able to dress however the fuck i want. I’ll forget a lot of people that are hurting me now. Living with Frank will be awesome, we are always okay, we rarely have arguments and if we do so we reconcilate quickly. we aint lazy in some way. But everything will sink down if “the one that cant be named” whats to fucking come with us. I mean, she aint that bad, I like her, i spend a lot of time with her, its a good girl and I do really apreciatte her. But sometimes i cant really stand what she says. she shouts a lot, she’s really immature and really needs her mum for everything. To pick her up because she’s tired, because the weather is hot, or because nothing. She wakes up at 3pm and doesnt do nothing. Her parent have given her everything she wanted, took her on vacation every year of her life and went to concerts with her. I think if she want to come it will be a really difficult experience because in some way she’s glued to her family.