Hi, there

Yes, I'm still alive. I know it's been a long time and I feel a bit guilty for not writing here - I had promised myself I'd practice my writing. But if there's something to be blamed for my radio silence it'd be TIME. Or lack of it, to be more specific. I have more students now and one of them has classes late in the evening. 9 to 10:30 pm, twice a week. Needless to say I get home worn out. One evening I have dance class, an weekly appointment to which I haven't been very present either. I get tiiiiired, the class finishes late and I have to take a bus to come back home. Sometimes I beg for a ride and some good soul gives me one, but this is not always. Then you could say: what about weekends? Weekends, my dear, are for love. They are entirely dedicated to kissing, cuddling, holding hands, giggling, going out together, laughing, talking and laughing more, watching "Friends", etc etc - I really don't have to specify what the "etcs" are. My boyfriend lives in Rio de Janeiro and I live in São Paulo, which means a lot of travelling on the weekends. Either he comes to my house or I go to his house and then there's always a party to go, some dinner with friends, family to pay some visits to. And that's why I've been very busy. I've been very very happy too and I think this is very important to be pointed out here since you, my probably only two readers, remember the hell I went through last year. I deserved a beautiful love story. Seriously, the Universe owed me that. I know, I had the boy I was going out with, but it wasn't a love story. It was a story, just that. A story that helped me to keep away from madness, a story that certainly provided me happy moments, but that was all.

I've been working hard, I still have financial problems due to the crisis that my life was in last year, but things have been going back on track. And I'll try to write here at least once a month!