Ooookay, yes I know. It’s been a lot since my last post and I’m really sorry about it!
But this is because a lot of things happened and school has started. But I apologise again! (to any form of life who happened to read my posts)
Anyway here are the news!
It’s unbelievable and terrific at the same time how things can happen and change so fast in a matter of time.
No more than almost eight months ago my dream to go to the United States, to attend a school year, broke.
When, on that 31 March, I received the email that would have decide if next year I would have been on the other side of the world, I didn’t have the courage to read it. Indeed, I let that my mother opened and read it. Her face didn’t show happiness, but I thought it was because she didn’t want to shine through nothing.
I was wrong.
After a moment I read the email and it said that I hadn’t been taken to go to the U.S.A
I stared at my computer screen I don’t know for how long and then I let my tears fall.
I did a looot of thing to make it: a psychological test, an English test, various talks, compiled a huge dossier. All as had been requested.
I knew that most guys would have choosen the United States, like me, to go to spend a year abroad. And I also knew that there was an high possibility I would’t have been chosen.
But, you know when you want a thing more than anything else and you just want to stay positive and think that your dream will come true? I only was able to think in that way and not that I could have been rejected.
I was really sad for a little while.
Anyway! Since this makes me really sad and it’s not one of my ‘best memory of all time!!! yaaay’, I’m going to write the good news, that’s basically what this post should be about!
While I was in London, the magic happened.
The agency that organized my study holiday sent an email to my parents, that said that were online the notice and demand for quarters, semesters and years of school attendance abroad.
BUT! Only the first one hundred to enroll would have had the possibility to do that experience.
So my parents enrolled me: if I would have been accepted they would have told me it, otherwise it would have been like nothing had happened.
When, at the end of July, my parents were losing their hope, the email arrived: I was provisionally admitted to participate at the program.
The same day, while we were having dinner, (and I was thinking about anything else but that), they let me read the email.
Saying that it was an unexpected thing would be an understatement.
I was shocked: by now I was used to the idea that I wouldn’t have gone anywhere.
And, to be honest, I don’t know what I was really feeling. Of course I was happy, but there was a part of me who thought that I was being selfish and I had been selfish during the year. I just wanted to realize my dream and I didn’t think about the feelings of the people I love. For example that I wouldn’t have been there for my sister and my brother if they would have needed me, I wouldn’t have been there to share with my family and my friends good and bad moments.
But I know dreams have a price. You have to make decisions and you can’t have or do anything you want.
So, I decided to try again.
I had to take an English test on the 29th of August. And the next day I received an email that said that I had passed it with flying colors. This time, reading an email, brought tears of pure joy in my eyes.
I had to fill in an application online, fill in a lot of papers, write letters and do a lot of other things.
But this time it was all really worth it.
I’m going to the U.S.A for six month, from January to June!
I’m a future exchange student!
I’m so happy, excited, scared and a lot of other things I can’t quite place.
It seems that this blog is going to include my future adventures in the U.S.A!
Thank you to all of you who are going to read this post, I promise I will write more often!
(Hope I didn’t make too much mistakes!)