The last time that "I" drove out of town never happened. Since I don't know how to drive and dad's car barely can ride until the corner, I Would NEVER drive it on the road. At least someone checkout all the engine and everyting else (and I feel a little bit of an extra lucry in the air).
But anyway, last time I go out of my town (by a travel bus) was last week. The thing about it, it was my town the road trip. I got in a good State College (here in Brazil it's the best) and I moved in to the country. My home was the biggest city of the country, and now one of the smallest towns in the state supposed to be my new home. The first week was hard. I stuck in the "I wanna back to my big city NOW" mood, and for a while everything was too much.
In fact, still being. My big plan was stay here for 3 months, just to check and be sure that I didn't study Biology, then back, study really hard english and start the process to go to Canada, with Mom's best friend and a Wonder Woman, Nana. But, for a BIG mistake or REALLY, REALLY cruel Murphy's play, she past away. 4 hours after arrive in Brazil, for her last time, according to her.
She didn't spoke so seriously.
So, all at once
I lose a great friend and THE big chance of my life. And, worse, knowing that I COULD, that I was able to go to Canada since 3 years ago. But I was so lost in little daily problems, that I ignored the oportunity and don't give so much credit to my mom and her friend. And thinking about all the recent financial problems of my family and in the fact Nana was BUY my HOUSE, just to me and my mom don't need to leave it and to help my family, her death became more and more hard to deal with.
And now? What to do?
I'm felling better, but out of an path.