a year passed.

a year passed since I started a journal, I'm 18 now... I didn't want this day to come, I'm afraid of whatever my adult life holds, I'm leaving to guadalajara in just a few weeks, I'll miss my home and my mom, now that I'm 18, I guess I'll just live the way I have to and the way I want to, from now on, I start a new life, I become more independent, I become a young woman, I become whatever I decide I want to become.