Well, I guess I'm not able to make up my mind… Just a few days ago I wrote about loving a happy ending and now without understanding why I find myself loving a film called Closer that has everything but a happy ending. I'm speechless, the acting is excellent, but the most brilliant thing is the story… it's going to make me think a lot in the next few days. I think I've just found a contender to my favourite film: Peter Pan.

Classes will begin next Monday (Tomorrow?) and I'm guessing that this semester will be different of all semesters I've lived so far. It will be the first time I'll be going to classes understanding them just as a mean, instead of the end I used to see in them. I have a very hard time finding the right words to explain this feeling, but for the first time I'm not anxious to start classes, or anxious to end them, the only anxiety I have is when I start thinking of what I'll be able to achieve when I graduate…