More or less a month ago, I recived a call from my NC.
I wasn’t at home. I was in Techo’s office (an NGO, you can know more about it here http://www.techo.org/en/) helping to do some stuff. I looked at my phone and there it was: a missed call from my NC. I ran out of the office and started to call them back. I do not know how did I to do it, my hands were shaking so much!
For a strange reason, since I heard the “hello”, I already knew something wasn’t fine. I listened everything in silence, while I was trying to stop all my entire body to shake and my eyes to not cry.
I was in Techo until the night, I did not cry at all. For a couple of hours, I was like in a dream, I did not believe what just have heppened to me.
On my way home, I told everyone: my friends from here, and my friends from all over the world (THANK YOU SO MUCH GUYS, I LOVE YOU).
Once I was home, then, there came my time: my time to reflect, my time to think and being sad.
However, -rarely- at the next day I was completely fine... well, not COMPLETELY, but more than I expected. Now, I just have an enormous feeling of gratitude: gratitude for my NC, for my life, for the experience... gratitude for all the good things and the amazing people I’ve known. Now I grew up, I’m different. I’m so happy!
This is not the end. My life is beautiful, and maybe this year I wasn’t ready for UWC, maybe I’m here for a reason. Who knows?
I just want to say thank you for all the people who was there for me, since the very beggining of this application process, until the end... the end? no! this is not the end!
I’m applying again this year.
I won’t ever stop dreaming, I won’t ever stop.
A big big hug from me to you all
Oh! And another thing: if you want to talk or something... like always: just send me a message!
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