I’ve done a lot of thinking these days, tried to sort out my thoughts. Tried to think of things I’d want to do, challenges I’d like to take on, remembered places I love.

Thinking about what’s gonna happen next made me think of the whole Disney thing. No matter how awesome it’s gonna be or how much money I’m gonna save, I don’t even see myself doing it. I met other brazilians that are also going and they reminded me of how much I hate brazilians outside of Brazil. How they’ve got the worst attitude I’ve ever seen, are impolite and don’t care about other people and try to take advantage of things most of the time. Meeting brazilians outside of Brazil has always made me feel ashamed of where I come from.

And more than ever, I don’t see myself doing it. I don’t see myself going to all the awesome destinations, I don’t see myself heading to Germany to catch the boat, I just don’t see it. At all.

It’s like I’m waiting for some magical thing to happen and set me free  from my Disney duties. It’s like wishing for a pile of money to appear somehow and allow me to skip Disney and go straight to Canada.

Don’t even know what to expect anymore.