Where were you on 9/11?
at school. we watched the news on tv all day and didn’t have recess
School to start, then straight to the naval base to see my stepdad off since he was shipped out almost immediately….
I’m Italian. I was six, and school was going to start in less than a week. I was at my granny’s watching some cartoons when it all happened. At first I thought somebody had switched channel or something, then I realized it wasn’t a movie or a show. We kept watching the news endlessly. I don’t remember anything else, but gosh, I do remember these moments like they were yesterday.
dear god I hope that no one on this website ever tries to run for president
Being an exchange student is one of these few life experiences that makes you realize how important it is to live fully.
Never be afraid of making mistakes.
Never be afraid of not having enough time.
Never be afraid of trying.
Do what you like, surround yourself with people you love.
Carpe diem. Seize the day.2 notes
First of all I’d like to welcome my new followers <3
Thank you, means a lot!
And forgive me if I’m not updating lately; I’m in my last six weeks of my exchange year, have to think about graduation and college applications, and am really busy! Also, I have my AP exams in two weeks! D:
Hope you’re all ok!
Little, positive thought of the day: remember to never say never and follow your dreams :)
The only reason why I got my exchange year is because even when everybody was telling me I should have stopped trying (“you’re too old”, “it’s too expensive” etc.) I went on my own path, and with a little luck and a lot of hard work I got the scholarship I needed and fulfilled one of my biggest dreams :)
Same thing applies to dancing: I was struck for three years in the same category, had a couple injuries, and I even decided to quit. Of course two days after that decision I was back in the studio because I couldn’t just give up, I’m not like that. Ten months after my short-lasting choice to quit dancing, in July 2013, Lorenzo and I placed second at Nationals, after three years of getting close to the podium and nothing else, and therefore had the honor to be admitted to A class.
My imminent graduation made me think a lot about what I accomplished (and what I did not!) in the last years, and made me realize how proud of myself I actually am. On a day to day basis I tend not to care about little things, but now that I can see my last years as a whole I could not be happier with who I am and what I did, or am doing.
Dancing was, and still is, the biggest passion of my life, and I am missing it a lot. Giving up my dancing career to come here and graduate in Minnesota was one of the toughest decision I have ever made. It was choosing between two of my biggest dreams of all time: studying abroad in the USA, or dancing. But the scholarship they offered me was really generous, and it was a once in a lifetime opportunity I couldn’t refuse. Next September I’m off to college, far from my dance schools, or any other dance studio that offers the same kind of dance, folk romagnolo, and I still can’t believe I gave up on dancing.
For every decision we make there’s a trade-off. When I decided to accept my scholarship, I quit dancing. I knew, deep inside, that it was a matter of months; I would have had to leave for college anyway this summer. However, the one I gave up on was my ultimate goal as a dancer: the A series, the opportunity to show off a beautiful, shiny black dress that only dancers at high levels can wear; customized choreography just for me and my partner, and smile among the best dancers of the country.
I try to justify myself by saying that coming to the USA was just a way to speed up the process, because I would have had to quit dancing anyway to go to university, and not a choice that made me give up on it.
I still think a lot about what would have happened if I were still in Italy.
Then I remember what happened since I moved. All the amazing people I met from all over the world, the breathtaking places I visited, the many things I learned about not only American culture, but also other countries’ traditions. All the classes I took, the things I learned, the teachers I admired, and the so hated tests. Attending an international school made me open my eyes to the world, living far from my family, my friends and my country made me stronger and more independent. My English has improved a lot, and I have never been so happy to go to school my entire life.
Sometimes life gives us the possibility to follow our dreams, sometimes the dream it wants us to follow is only one. The trick is to be grateful for that opportunity, to cherish it, to seize it and not letting it run away. This is our moment to shine, to be happy, to enjoy life. From many personal experiences in the last year and a half I learned that if there is something you should be happy about is waking up in the morning with a smile, wearing your favorite pair of shoes, hanging out with a friend who’s not your bff but makes you laugh until you cry, eating your favorite food, maybe cooked by your mom/grandma, going for a walk in your neighborhood, coming across people you haven’t seen in a long time, playing with your siblings, singing in the shower, dancing naked around the house when no one’s there. Appreciate little things.
I fulfilled one of my dreams, but at the same time I missed out on the opportunity to do the same with my other one. Bad things happen in life, but setting a new goal in place of a previous one is not one of them.
It is in our nature, as humans, to set goals and dreams and live to accomplish them. When you fulfill one or when you lose one, there is only one thing left to do:
look for a new one.
Be happy, enjoy what you have, work hard and seize the opportunities you’re offered.
I love you all <3