  I'm tired, it's my sixth day working, not in a row but scattered on two seperate weeks. I was looking forward to finish my studies at Centro de Lenguas Modernas and i did, even with a good result.
In the end it felt like something i just wanted to get overwith, to end something and begin something else, the time after the studies, find a job, intent to settle myself in this city, and just become sure that i don't have to leave when my studies finished... And my plan worked, but still i miss a lot of things in my life, i still don't have the job of my dreams, but i'm still able to survive with the job i got right now.
Another thing is that i would like to move to an apartment of my own. Something more personal, but i guess i'll have to wait. I guess things come when i less expect them. And i believe in surprises. 
