Bad stories, are sometimes better than the good ones. A tragic story may have a bigger impact than the “Everything’s OK” story. Nowadays, there’s not a magic poison for the most interesting story… but there’s a little of everything.

Actually, there’s some people that’s happier when they listen the sad story of others… So if I told you how hard and how unfortunate my story was… I’m not quite sure, but maybe that’ll be more interesting. Though, I will skip a few scenes and tell you a little of my road on this roller coaster…

“Administrative procedures” are one of the most annoying processes ever, at least for me. Without seeking to be unkind to the people who works in this areas, I’ll be general. Most of the people “behind” have this incredible ability to ignore every story or the hurry someone may have. (Just like in the movie, Zootopia, where they made a perfect characterization) This people, develop a strategy to make no gestures of any king. But in my experiences the worst part is to finally get your turn, go ahead and listen to a “That’s in the next window/ Not in this office” or one of those annoying “I’m on my lunch break, or, we’ll work till ___:___” *Write here the less accessible schedule*

Ok, now, I’ll let those anecdotes aside, because the good thing, are those who’ve helped me and who’ve saved my day. That people who decided to make my case a priority and make the bunches of paperwork aside for a moment. Because I’ve known many of those, and found them, and I assure you they exist. Thank those for helping me. Keep it like that!

In less than a year, I will be graduating from my University (If everything continues as supposedly), and the past years I tried to participate in some exchange programs… a few times. I’ll make this unfortunate, long story, more brief… in other words, I became that girl, the “It’s the first time this happens/ We  don’t know the reason/ Maybe you should try next year/Etc. etc.” But the story doesn’t ends there, I did my good deed for the day. When I heard someone was having a bad time with those types of procedures or only a bad day, I shared my story. And guess what? They did felt better. This is what someone really told me: “Yeah, I’m feeling way better. Your story was worse than mine, maybe you really have bud luck, thanks for sharing it”. And I was like –Yeap, it’s also therapeutic for me…

In my life, honesty, brutal honesty and truth it’s a must. So I never pretended not to be sad or disappointed or angry about it. Yes it affected me somehow, it varied. I could talk about it on the day, and sometimes I’ll just avoided the subject. My closest friends and family knew the situation, but they NEVER told me to give up. Just the opposite, they were always telling me that it was not the end of the world, there’s always a next time, and in this life, everything happens for a reason.

This last phrase is one of my faves, because it is the challenge, the real test… To find, understand and accept those reasons.

And the tough part: “Who perseveres, succeed”

But hey! No one tells you that you need to stay strong and persevere while rocks are raining, and the worst storm is above you, and you get attacked by a shark, and then you’re on the sea with no boat, and only Wilson (Ref. Movie Cast Away) next to you, and there’s no signal and you’ll have to sell your soul, and every time you try to stand, you’ll fall again, and you’ll see how others get up and run forward on front of you, with no problem and you’ll even look at others who had no obstacles at all. All this… sometimes more sometimes less, but in my opinion, this is the truth and the part no one talks about behind the phrase “Who perseveres, succeed”. Because, honestly, this persistence can be quite a bastard.

I’ve complained a lot, I’ve compared myself so many times, I’ve fell countless times, I’ve thought of giving up…yes…many times. I still struggle a bit, but I’ve also stand up again many times, and I’m not saying I did it all alone. Because it wasn’t like that. Consciously or without noticing it  there has been so many people around who has become a part of my achievements. Even against my will, but I’ve learned, I’ve grow, and maybe it took some time, but I’ve accepted every experience, every mistake, every moment… and I’ve changed, and I’m still going forward.  I must admit not every time has been so intense, I mean, I’m talking about this little bump on the road this time. Without forgetting the best stories I cherish, and the incredible moments I experience every day.

There will be people thinking it is nothing, some others may think it is something and some, won’t even think about it… But, this is something personal, and I persevered, and for now, I achieved one of my goals, maybe not as I planned it at the beginning, but in this road everything changes without even asking. Nothing is definitive, and while we’re alive, nothing is the end of the world.

It is a road full of unexpected surprises, and I will keep insisting with what we call persistence. I’ll keep you updated and share my experiences from Buenos Aires, Argentina. Just don’t forget to take a look at this blog…