Intense, exhausting, crazy, short, full of caffeine: WHAT. A. WEEK.
First of all, the best news that you have read in the week reports so far: I passed my PTs, all of them.
To me it sounds like a great satisfaction, because I reached my goal of passing 8 exams out of 8.
The work done behind this tiny success was huge. The last week’s routine was: wake up at 7:30 AM, ground school until 5 PM, rest until 6 PM and study until 23:30/Midnight.
Of course, the brain running at full thrust, always toke a break to listen to music until 1:30-2 AM.
If you consider the typical mixed feelings before important exams, you can try to imagine what a destructive week it has been.
It has required a lot of coffee (3 each day, while I actually drink only one after lunch), and I’m trying to recover this week drinking as little espresso as possible.
It was not and will not be simple, indeed, but I am not complaining, because I am trying to conclude what I have always dreamed of. So I’m happy.My personal message to all my friends and relatives.
And above all grateful. I am grateful to those who concretely give me the opportunity to stay here, to myself, and above all to those who bear me and give me the strength to continue even when I’d leave.
Even if you’re all 2500km away from me, I love you like I’m there with you.
Yes guys, I’m still happy. Even if my good result won’t mean anything in my future career, I’m terribly satisfied of what I’ve done.
It may sound selfish, but I’m proud of myself.
Even though the road to the two stripes is still long and full of obstacles, I’ve just jumped the first one. Now it’s time to run faster, it’s not the proper moment to look behind, yet.
A couple of people already asked me about the picture you see as cover of the article.
My gesture is not a number and it’s not offensive.
When I scored my first goal (sorry, I was a goalkeeper, couldn’t score many more) I pretended to do a particular celebration, actually hiding my face behind my hand shaped like a “M”.
It was one of the ugliest things ever seen on a football pitch, so I promised myself not to do it again once I would have scored another goal.
Sadly, it didn’t happen, but this was the right time to celebrate again. I think it’s not perfect yet as someone said “they are like badly made horns” (literally translated). Maybe for the next exams I’ll draw the letter on a paper.
So this week is finally over and now… Now full thrust with school until Christmas.
37 days and I’m flying back home. Can’t believe I’ve spend two months here already.
I need to spend some time with my beloved ones, my friends, and I need to say something. What? I’m not gonna tell you, sorry.
Finally, let me say, November 2018 was one of the worst months I can remember. Full of disappointing moments.
It’s incredible how things have changed in just a single year.
But the report is not over yet, we have a contest!
In the weeks after Christmas we’ll publish the complete rules to partecipate and try to spend a weekend in Jerez de la Frontera. Sherry, airplanes, TOM’s Cockpit… what else?
Quote of the week:”Maybe the people who have had a shitty day will feel happier after reading these words”
“Gli aerei stanno al cielo, come le navi al mare” (Francesco de Gregori, “Renoir”)