Este año, como era de esperarse, la exigencia es mucho mayor; y eso me encanta. En la semana que va de clases ya me dieron muchos trabajos complejos para hacer, conoci gente nueva y tuve experiencias hermosas. Todo eso en tan solo 1 semana!
Sin embargo, hoy, aunque encaré el dia con una mente positiva y con muchas ganas de aprender y disfrutar de esta experiencia, tuve un dia horrible. Pero antes de contarles lo que me pasó, les tengo que contar mi rutina diaria: vivo a 100km de mi facultad (que se ubica en Capital Federal), asi que me levanto muy temprano, a las 4:30, tomo un remis hasta la combi a las 5:15 y ya 5:30 empiezo el viaje; casi 2 horas mas tarde llego a destino, tengo clase hasta el mediodia y espero la combi hasta las 14:30; finalmente llego a mi casa alrededor de las 16:30.
No se bien por qué, pero colapsé en un llanto horrible. No
soy de llorar y menos en público. A pesar de que todo tenía solución, mis
nervios me atacaron como nunca antes. Me sentía atrapada, sin teléfono, sin
plata, y sin manera de comunicarme con nade. Las computadoras de a facultad
tienen todas las redes sociales bloqueadas, y mi computadora no agarraba ninguna
señal de wifi. Tuve que pedir un teléfono en el medio de mi llanto para poder
avisarle a mi familia y que no se preocupe al ver que no llegaba a mi casa a
tiempo, sabiendo que en la Ciudad de Buenos Aires hoy había un gran piquete y
que eso siempre la preocupa a mi mamá.
Será el estrés de la rutina, de no poder volver a mi casa
hasta tan tarde, de tener que esperar tanto todos los dias, de viajar 100
kilometros todos los dias ida y vuelta, de nunca tener las horas de sueño
necesarias, de no poder decidir cuando irme, cuando estar en mi casa, de no
poder dormirme sentada del cansancio que ya todo en mi dia se descontrola.
Siento mucho este descargo, pero no siento que alguien de
los que conozco me comprenda, por ahí alguien de ustedes lo hace.
A pesar de todo,
estoy muy agradecida de poder estar estudiando lo que amo, y que mi
familia me ayude y me cuide tanto.
Espero que esta experiencia me ayude a madurar, a entender que ya no soy
una nena, y que llorando no soluciono nada.
Cuéntenme si les ha pasado algo parecido. ¿Alguna vez tuvieron un ataque así sin poder
frenarlo?
Cuando llegue a mi casa tengo que ir a trabajar, pero luego
de trabajar mi plan es descansar y relajarme, tal vez meditar un poco e
intentar recargarme de buenas energías.
Para cambiar un poco de tema, les cuento que este outfit se
compone totalmente por prendas de Zara, excepto las botas que son de A
pie. Me vestí así el lunes para ir a la universidad y me
sentía muy bien con lo que tenia puesto.
A ustedes que les parece?
Además de sentirme confiada por el outfit, el corte de pelo
me cambió totalmente e autoestima. Si van a post anteriores van a poder ver que
me corte bastante. Me renové, y me encantó. Hacer cambios hace bien al alma.
Gracias por leerme, por visitarme y por estar ahí.
Besos.
E.
My absence has a reason, I don’t usually stop doing what I
love for an unimportant matter. Ast week I started my sophomore year in
college.
This year, as I already expected, the bar is set way higher
than freshmen year; and I love it. In the past week, I already got a lot of
work, met new people and had amazing experiences. All in one week!
Nevertheess, today, eventhough I started off the day with
great postive energy and wanting to learn and enjoy this experience, I had an
awful day. But before I tell you what happened, I have to tell you my everyday
routine: I live 100km away from my school (it’s located in Buenos Aires), so I
get up pretty early, at 4:30 a.m. , take a cab at 5:15 to get to the bus which
leaves for Buenos Aires at 5:30 a.m.; almost 2 hours later I arrive, I have
class until noon, and then I wait until 2:30 p.m. for the bus that will take me
home; finally, I get home at around 4:30 pm.
Today I started teh day with good vibes, but I couldn’t get
ready fast enough so when the cab arrived I had to go out in a rush. In that
rush, I left my phone on the car and I couldn’t get it back before leaving for
the city. I got to school so nervous knowing I couldn’t get in touch with
anyone until I got back home. Fortunately, a kind girl lend me her phone to
tell my om what had happened and that I was ok, so she could get my phone. At
noon. I had to do some group work, but I couldn’t talk to anyone or find
anyone, so I couldn’t do it. Instead of freaking out, I decided to do some
other work and some reading, to take advantage of the time I had left. When I
finished my work, at 2 pm I decided to sit and rest a little bit. And I fell
asleep! The result of that was losing the bus, knowing I had to wait two more
hours for the next one and that that bus takes more time to get to my town.
I don’t really know why, but I collapsed and started crying
like a baby. I don’t usualy cry and not in front of strangers. Even though. It
had a solution, my nerves attacked me like never before. I felt trapped, with
no money, no phone and no way of going home or talking to my famiiy. The
computers from college have blocked all social media, and my computer couldn’t
connect to the damn wifi. I had to ask
for a phone to tell my mom I was ok, so she didn’t worry when I didn’t get home
on time. She’s always worried about me
being alone in a big city.
Maybe it’s the stress of this routine, of not being able to
get back home sooner, of having to wait so many hours everyday, of traveling
100 km back and forth, of never getting enough sleep, of not being able to
decide when to leave, when to get home, of not being able to fall asleep.
I’m so sorry for spillin all this, but I honestly don’t feel
ike anyone I know gets me, maybe one of you will.
Despite everything that has happened today, I’m so thankful
for being able to study what I love, and for having such a supporting family. I
just hope this experience helps me grow, and understand that I’n not a little
girl anymore, and that I don’t fix anything by crying.
Tell me if something like this has happened to you. Did you
ever have an attack like this and couldn’t control it?
When I get home I
have to go to work, but after work my plan is to rest, relax, maybe meditate a
little and try to charge my mind with positive vibes.
Now, talking about something else, the outfit I’m wearing is
a total Zara look, except for the boots that are A pie. I wore this on Monday for college and I felt
so good. What do you guys think?
I felt so confident not only because I like my outfit, but
also because my haircut totally boosted my selfsteem. If you go to some former
post, you’ll notice I cut out a lot of hair. I renovated myself, and loved it.
Making changes is good for the soul.
Thank you for reading me, for visiting me and for being
there.
Love,
E.
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