Hi, people!

I have my (little) own place. I have a computer and Internet and I'm really happy and satisfied living there. Sure, I miss my parents, my brother and friends. My mam is really upset and sometimes when I call home I can feel that she's in tears... That makes me sad, uncomfortable and everything like that. So, I come back every weekend. 150 km aren't too far, but it's really annoying when I'm travelling on the bus - there are too many people and not enough space to breath (I do love people, but not so close to me)... The train is much better!! And then, there is something... I've moved on but I still come back. And that troubles me a little, 'cause I left and at the same time I'm still here...

I think I told you everything important... Oh yeah, Monday it's my first day in college, I mean first-lessons-day :D

Take care!