Here is Chaplin, my beloved doggy. I'm so proud of him. Is a little naughty persona. I haven't posted lately because is a lot of work to take care of him and teach him properly while I'm studying for my Spanish Literature exam. I feel like I'll think of this summer as a huge test to confront my fears and insecurities, and having a dog, I've found, helps a lot in that sense. I was like, at the end of my rope, tired of daydreaming but not able to make my dreams come true. I found I was terribly insecure about my skills, my abilities, I wasn't conscious about it so that's why I had to repeat a year even when I loved what I was studying, now that's over. Definitely.