Doubts

I'm less than 24 hours away of completing my last high school exam. I'm eighteen days away from knowing the results of said exams and nineteen days away from filling in a piece of paper with choices that are going to change my life and lead it to an unknown path.

Such a short time and I'm having doubts. I'm having doubts because I don't know if I'm doing the right thing, if I should study Social Communication like I'm planning to. It kills me that I can't express myself like I want to in my own language. It kills me that my own teachers think that Portuguese isn't my native tongue and thinking English is. In other circumstances, that would have been an enormous compliment, but not when I heard it. Not when I'm facing three years of writing in Portuguese. Not when I have to find a job in Journalism and, not knowing what the future brings, having to write in Portuguese for the rest of my life.

I can't be having doubts now. Especially when I don't see any other alternative.

But I do have doubts.

Bisou, bisou *