I'm 18. I live in a Spanish-speaking country, but almost all the music I listen to is in English. My favourite bands are Nirvana and Arctic Monkeys. I think I want to be a graphic designer. I'm not fully convinced, though. But the whole world keeps on telling me, "Hurry up, choice is yours, don't be late," so I sign up for art school.
I'm 19. My first year at university is almost over. I've drawn and painted buildings, naked people, trees; I've watched three-hour-long movies and I've experimented with clay; I haven't touched a textbook in almost 10 months. I'm having fun, but my gut feeling — which speaks in English — tells me this is not the right path.



