Like any 16 year old girl, I was totally in love with a boy that I’ll never meet. My parents thought I was crazy for thinking that would have a chance with him, but they said nothing to me because of my crush on him made my English grades improved significantly, I pass to suspend with a 4 to approve with an 8. Dougie Poynter made me interested in my studies and that was all that my parents liked.
Years passed and I continued with my infatuation with the difference that it was four years older and a year ago I completed my degree in realization. I chose to study realization, partly because I loved everything about the editing of videos and audios and I thought that if I work in a famous television or a major label I could meet my platonic love, but had already been a year since I graduated and had not yet managed to work anywhere and Spain was not to give me a job.
After a year of searches and rejections, I was depressed while not leaving my room even to eat. I only left my room to go to the bathroom, but the bad part of those outings was that if my mother caught me in the hallway she crawled me into the kitchen and forced me to eat something.
I got so depressed that my parents didn’t know what to do to cheer, they decided to make me the gift that I always desired, a trip to London. That made me a little happier, but my mind immediately associated London with Dougie and I remembered that he would never be mine. I hid this feeling that I had remembered and began to prepare the trip to London. I decided that not only enjoy the trip, I would recover the lost time in Spain and seek work there and I would try to recover the contact with one of my best friends who, for family reasons, had to move to London.
I took a list of all record labels and TV channels that were in London and the surrounding area. I prepared my bag and my most precious asset, my computer, I would take with me basically because I was writing my diary on it, and anyone would read it in my absence.
The day came, my flight was earlier than I expected, so I got up early, before leaving I went over everything if I forgot something. Lucia would be waiting for me at Heathrow airport. I was very nervous, because the planes weren’t my best friends and was looking forward to see Lucia.
On the plane I started to practice my English with the lady who was sitting next to me, because of her I stopped thinking about the trip and I relaxed a little.
The trip was uneventful, we landed without any problems and just on time, after I took my suitcase, I went through a door that led to a huge room full of people, I sought to look at Lucy, it wasn’t very difficult not finding her she was wearing a sign that welcomed me and into a corner she had hooked a picture of Dougie. I ran to hug her, I missed her so much.
London looked so beautiful, I loved everything I saw, but that image of the city that I had wanted so badly to visit didn’t tell me what I was going to live there it would completely change my life.
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