Long time since the last time I've written here. And lots of things happened that changed my life.

1. I've decided to drop out of college. I no longer want to be a Teacher of English. I think I never wanted to be one, but I convinced myself that if I wanted to go on with the English language I had to study something that gave me English 24/7. However, it wasn't my calling.
2. I've decided to become a journalist. From all the courses of study that I've looked during the past few days, it's what I like best. I love writing and I love English, and by becoming a journalist I could combine both. I hope it works out.
3. In the meantime, I got to do something with my life. Perhaps, working and enrolling in a journalism course; learn how to drive. As for now, I've started going to the gym which is a huge step for me (I hate the gym, is boring!).

Let's change the subject because my so-not-exciting life is quite boring. Tomorrow is my birthday. I turn nineteen. I don't want to. I feel like I'm at the door of adulthood and I don't want to go there. I LOVE being a teenager, it's great. But I also want to grow up and become this responsible human being. It's weird, but it's how I feel.
OK, the thing is that I'm thowing a party tonight because after midnight it'll be my birthday. I'm not a party girl. I actually hate to celebrate my birthday. I hate people coming to my house, I HATE IT!!!!! But, if you don't celebrate it.... they'll come to your house anyway, so it's better to actually invite them. And tomorrow night, I'll celebrate it with my family.


Well, I've witten quite a lot today. I think it's enough because, then I'll run out of words.

XO, Bell.