This day seemed so far but I finally graduated!
These last three years actually passed so fast that I can’t believe I’m already starting a new journey. I’m still not sure of what will be next, but I’m taking the time to enjoy this moment.
Three years and a month ago, before I even did the test to enter university, something major occurred in my life. It is something I don’t talk about so easily and, unless you know my family well or you’re really close to me, you probably don’t know about it. But I think it’s finally time to put this out.
On September the 2nd, 2014, I was planning my dream trip to Japan with my parents. My sister already left with her boyfriend and we were supposed to buy our plane tickets later that day. I perfectly remember sitting in my grandmother’s house, right after lunch, scrolling Tokyo’s photographs on my cellphone and putting a lot of places on my bucket list. Then the phone rang. My father had a car accident. Actually, he was running in the street and some part of a tir hit him. Long story short, at first they told us he just injured his shoulder, but it turned out that his injuries were way worse than expected. I’m not gonna tell exactly what happened, cause I just remember sitting on an hospital chair and feeling like throwing up the whole time. It felt unreal like a movie scene. It could have been one of those Grey’s Anatomy’s cases that residents and interns fight to get. In the end, surgery went well and, after weeks in induced coma, dad finally recovered.
About that dark period, I remember crying. A lot. I remember the doctor saying “He was dead when he got here, and now he’s alive”. I remember the feeling of avoiding my sister’s texts cause we didn’t wanna make her afraid. I remember friends texting me and coming over to my house to help us. I remember the love we received from everyone around us.
When I did the university entry test, on September the 11th, my dad still was in coma. I thought I failed it cause I couldn’t really focus on it. But then I actually made it and it all led me to this point, to the achievement of this goal. These three years have been hard, tiring and stressful. But still beautiful and full of great moments. So I wanna say thank you to my friends.
Thank you to those who I reckon as my lifetime friends. The ones I know since I was born and who I always have a great time with, whether we are just chatting on a bed or going out at night. Thank you ’cause you are my sisters, ’cause I know you’re always by my side, ’cause even if we rarely meet, I know for sure that we will always be family for each other.
Thank you to those I met at school, dance class and even on the internet, and shared a ton of unforgettable memories with. You are the friends I shared my everyday life and all of my crazy obesessions with. You helped me getting right where I am now, and even tho I may not see you often (now more than ever), I’m really thankful that you were on my way.
Thank you to those friends who I shared these last three years with. I couldn’t find anyone more similar to me, who shares my passions and freaks out with me during late or boring classes and the nights before exams. Thank you for making every day spent in that building a little more bright, I feel so lucky to have you as my friends.
Thank you to my ultimate best friend and sister. I may not be the most affectionate sister and I know I don’t really show it, but you surely know that you truly are essential in my life. You always pushed me to do what I love and cheered me up, I don’t know if I could have got this far without you by my side.
I know I’m not the best friend, ’cause I never text or call you all, and I swear that I’m terribly sorry for that and everytime I promise to myself to try and be better but then everything happens and I just don’t do that. Be sure that even if I look distant I’m just too busy and unable to manage all of the stuff I have to deal with. And I hate that this makes me neglect friends.
Of course I have to thank you, my love. You are the one who always makes me believe in myself, and push me to do my best and to be more positive. When I start feeling down I think about you telling me that I’m too negative, and I know that if I look for it, I’ll surely find something good even in the worst things. Thank you for holding my hand even when I’m so nervous or impracticable.
Then I have to thank my family, who supported my decisions and encouraged me to do my best without ever making me feel the pressure of succeding. Thank you for understanding my passions and letting me find my road on my own.
And lastly I have to thank myself. Many times during my still short life I felt lost and so insecure that I didn’t even know where I was going, but I can proudly say that I finally find myself and I can’t regret anything that ever happened to me, because it led me to where I am now. I’m proud of the way I got to deal with university. I never pushed myself too much but always (or almost) succeded in doing my best. When I started this journey I was ready to accept my limits, and it turned out that those limits weren’t a problem at all. Most of all during this last year I’ve been so proud of me for also succeding in conciliating studies with a little job, still being able to understand when it got too stressful to keep doing both of them.
I still don’t know what’s gonna be next, but I have faith the the best is yet to come.
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