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What am I, but a bundle of dreams? Everything flows, and nothing abides; everything gives way and nothing stays fixed. Change is inevitable, and I wish it was more desirable. I know I want something more, though I don't know what it is. I know that change will help me, maybe I should accept that, flow, like a river, melting my existence with other drops, going down the mountains, until the sea finds me. Until the waves return me to the shore.

Stage two

I’m starting now the second stage of my plan for the year. I’ve come to a point where a succession of changes are affordable and manageable, and benefiting of this situation is the start of the stage two.

I’m looking for a college for next year more seriously, on May I’ll have to do the papers.
Now I’m busy with the preparation for the finals and the work. This month is going to be hard. The documentation needed to do this exam is kilometric and redundant, also the Department of Education phones are “on holidays until Tuesday. Sorry for the inconvenience”, so I couldn’t do a single tramit this days.

The superior grade I want to do is only imparted in four colleges here in Catalonia, two of them private, one on a bad area of the capital and the other has a minimum mark requirement of 12. I’m also looking for other possibilities, like studying in Spain, but their educational system has worse university options for people coming from superior grades. Maybe in the islands, where they talk Catalan too.

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