lunes, 28 de febrero de 2011

Story

Always escaping, going from one side to another, If I have family why I'm not with them?, I can not, they would kill me. Since years ago I do not see my friends, and I sincerely hope not do it. You will ask because my own parents would kill me, right?. 

I always knew they were engaged, but prefered to avoid the truth, I never got into his affairs and had no problems, they never invited me to join them and I appreciated this, they treated me with affection and love.
When I was seventeen years they said to go to vacation. We went to a big house, bright and nicely decorated, my parents said they had some unfinished business, and I will should help them to go faster.

Do not want to, wanted to run out of that hell, but my body did not respond, did not want to kill this defenseless girl looked at me with fear! Did not want that life! Not want to be a hired murderer!. My mother put the gun in his hand to kill the girl that was so scared, I could only hear the cry of the small girl and the cries of the parents who watched that scene, the thick ropes that were around his wrists and ankles were not allowed to move. My body was shaking, could not see properly for the tears that filled my eyes, the hand holding the gun was moving from side to side, heard the cries, the cries, the cries of a family and my parents told me to kill her. My mother was beside me. He took the hand that held the pistol fired and the girl. My world went black. I was in shock. Everything had changed so quickly, and I felt so miserable. I reacted when I heard two shots, the laughter of my parents and the sounding of the siren of police cars showed that they came to meet us, my mother took my hand and pulled me out of the house, but before getting into the car I ran straight to the police station, I do not care if they locked me. 

After all this happened, half a year after they escaped from prison and are now wanted by the authorities, while they look at me me. I've been close a few times, and do not know if it's lucky or not, but I always can sccape from them, from my parents.

miércoles, 16 de febrero de 2011

UAB

The 10 of febrary of 2011 first and second of batxillerat went to the day of open doors at the university of Barcelona (UAB).
I'm interested in the studies of law or something like this and the day of open doors at the university I went with one friend to the explication of the studies of administration of companies and law and now I'm interested into the two careers and I have decided to go to the UAB because there you can do the two careers in 5 years more or less in another university.

Now I'm thinking if I wnat to take the classes in Spanish or Catalan but I'm thinking to take the classes in spanish beacuse if I take the classes in catalan a lot of concepts can be named diferent and I don't know if in the future I go to be here in Catalonia and not in other country, so if I know concepts in one lenguage that is more extended in another countries can be better.

The other problem if  go to study in Barcelona is the transport. I don't want to be day to day waking up at 5 or before to take the train - I like sleep! - but I can't pay the studients residency because is so expensive and I have to pay the classes at the university too so I don't know what to do.