I've been only working and working these days to busy my mind. Nothing is making me feel really satisfied. Tomorrow I'll probably go to Madureira with my grandmother to help her to buy things she's needing. I don't know how to walk there but I'll go. I'm still the bad one I always was and it's torturing me inside though I feel inside my heart and mind the things are getting better and fixed. I was only needing some days to organize the things.