However, as I wanted to major in Communication/Advertising, I needed to get out of here because the only Universities that had this major are the private ones (that are, well, expensive), and the Federal (that's how we call the ones that are sustained by the government and you don't have to pay if you get in) from the state I live in don't have this major. To achieve my goal of getting-the-hell-out-of-here, I did the ENEM*. For a matter of luck, the years I spent in the military school* and, actually, learned something (yep, I studied in one of these), many prayers and many nights that I couldn't sleep, I passed!
Now, I'm going back to Rio. Great! Right? Yeah, well, not so much as I'm thinking now. At the same time that I'm excited I'm a little scared. It's going to be a very different enviroment, new people (although I have friends there but they're not going to study with me), new places, new everything. Because I'm going back now, after 11 years. I've spent my vacations in there through out those years, but it's not the same thing. I'm going to live there.
It's really bittersweet. I still have 3 months before going there, so I'll try to manage this feeling. I'm going to see if it'll change by the time my last day in here becomes closer. I personally don't think it will, but you never know what it'll happen.
Have you ever felt this or experience some change like this one?
Take care, guys!
* if you guys want, I can explain exactly what ENEM and the military school are. I just didn't because the post would become huge.
2 comments:
so cute! i love it! :)
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♥Nice post.) Love your blog.))♥
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