Like I've said before, it's been a long, stupid, hard, stressful, cold week. And I didn't have any reason to think today would be any different.

Woke up shaking because of the morning chilliness, and lost track of time while dressing; it was too cold, and it took me a long while to attempt to take off my pijamas.

Left home late, remembered I'd forgotten my cell phone and my iPod while on the elevator; came back, took them, and walked as fast as I could to the bus stop.

My bus had just left.

Cursing the lack of public transports when people need them most, I waited for ten more minutes for the next one. It came, I got in. Read a little of The Grass Crown (almost missed my bus stop); walked to school. Was five minutes late already. When I got there, a friend of mine was leaving. I asked him what had happened, and he said they didn't let him in. So, instead of arguing and being sent home, I decided to just go by myself. Met my headmaster on the way and told him I was leaving because of that stupid rule.

At least I knew that, even though I'd loose my English test, there wouldn't be a lot of important things at school today.

Waited for a bus. Ten more minutes. Every single one was full. Managed to squeeze my way into one of them.

I was really bloody mad. All I wanted was to listen to music and be left alone. The iPod was obviously out of battery. Yet another mind-boggling day for a mind-numbing stupid week.

Managed to bury myself inside The grass crown on the first opportunity to sit down on. When I got to the centre, was feeling much better. Of course I got lost, looking for the building. But, in the end, I found myself on my final destination: São Paulo University's Law School.

I remember, back in a much colder city, thinking that I would never find something remotely like Oxford in Brazil (or any other place in the world). I'm not saying that it can be compared to my beloved millenar British university; but that special Oxford feeling... is more than definitely there. And absolutely everywhere.

I don't think I'll be able to describe it, and if I attempt to do so, I shall shamefully fail. So, I'll just simply say that after getting information on the subjects, walking around, stupiditly gazing at the classrooms full of not that weird students, I left San Francisco's University more decided, happier, satisfied, and fulfilled.

I don't really give a fuck if I may have to endure several weeks like this one; if that is indeed my choice, I'll study like hell, and will be accepted.

It's a bloody promise.

- "I have to go home."
- "You are home." - William Miller and Penny Lane, Almost Famous.

This just had to be a Thursday.

I'm sorry, Christy. I just fell in love with your boyfriend.

( para Gê; post em português )