When I was a girl, I dreamed with a lot of things: being an astronaut, a green power ranger, a magician, a life guard, a comic-maker and other weird professions and jobs. Also I wanted once to go to a polythechnic school and study design. 

Everything changed when I met the guitar and writing. I was kinda confused before right about to leave school and get to high school, but something happened in the middle of the way. 

From my "I wanna be a comic-maker" period. 2009.

A language teacher made us to write a description about ourselves. I showed off my work to her and she looked at me in a pensative way, I guess. Then she asked me: "Paula, what do you want to study?" I got confused, so I just shruged and answered that I didn't knew. Something related to communications, like advertising. She holded her look and told me: "Have you even though about being a writer?"

She always was cold and distant. It wasn't common looking her commending everyone, so I was surprised. During the high school I was seduced by a lot of careers, like filmmaking (because I was good with Windows Movie Maker edition, lol), psychiatry (I loved biology, but it didn't loved me back), psychology (I have to admit that Freud is kinda weird... And I can't being sitting on a chair and listening to strange people problems) but the problem begun when I wanted to study music.

In junior year I was decided to dedicate my life between harmonies and strings, but my parents weren't agree with that. Not because they wanted to stuck my dreams, just because they were worried about I would being poor and starving on the streets. So I realized that even if music can be my passion, I needed a second option. I know is not all about the money, like Jessie-J said, but I wanna live well, and for that I need to be a rockstar (wich is impossible),

Me and a cool journalist at Rock And Pop, 2012. It ruled. 

I had communication abilities and I wasn't waste them. So, I ended here. At first I wasn't very convinced... because journalism is hard and it envolves a lot of responsibility. Having information is to have power, and I thought I wasn't ready for that. Many classmates were touched by a social conscience gift, but I wasn't. My first marks sucked. I hated ouputs to go to recording. The rush, the frustration... trust me, reader. I wasn't ready for that.

At this point everything look very dark, but is not. Even I didn't like it I found something I really like: the New Journalism and interviews. I really got interested for both, because they are deep, not in rush like go out and reporting, and make a quick new. I want to tell a deep, touching and over all awareness story, not to buy some information. I'm slowly waking up, I knew before there was something wrong with social issues, but now I understand that I need to do something against this.

Music is still my passion, but I'm married to Journalism, and I'm not gonna change that.

Just here being a poor little freshman student.

Thank you for reading (even if you need to do this)! 

PD: Teacher, I'm really sorry for the word count. I just got inspired!