Studying, watching Lost, reading the book and the news. Nothing exciting happened. I hurt my roommate’s feelings this time and I’m really sorry.
Also, there was a cool Homecoming parade yesterday and this time I dreamed about coming back to Brazil and I realized how bad that would be. It kinda made me consider not go back, but I know I have to and there’s no other viable option. I would be throwing my life away and my family would be hurt by it a lot. The dream was verrryyy real and before I opened my eyes this morning, I really thought I was going see my old ceiling.