I'm back from my short trip to my old city. And home alone. My parents are in my borntown but I didn't go this time because my cousin Cristina is spending a few days on a friend's home and without her being in my borntown would have no sense. And my brother is at his girlfriend's place because tomorrow they're leaving for a two-day trip to my old town to see their friends. So I'm alone. It's not so different from my everyday life. The only difference is that I can eat whatever and whenever I want. lol.

I'm going crazy. That guy from Madrid Rock is driving me crazy. I like him, and I want to tell him, but I don't have the balls to. I'm wondering and wondering what to do. I could write a note and drop it when I'm paying for a CD, or something like that. I just need courage to do it. Shit, I'm so scared. If I had one wish, I'd ask to be more outgoing. I'd be so much happier. I've missed many things that could've been great for me just because I was too shy to do them. And I don't want to regret yet another thing, but I'm not brave enough to do this. You know, this is a vicious circle. lol. I should do something, because the store is closing in a few days.

I'm just a soul whose intentions are good,

Santi