Accept what is and forget what was

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My first official f2 test was only days away now my bags werent prepared yet as only yesterday afternoon did I arrive back from my two weeks in Barcelone attending the pre-season formula one testing, it was amazing even better then any race I had attended probably becuase I was inside the garage and saw the behind the scenes, the whole Ferrari team had been extremely welcoming towards me and the other driver academy members , the only person who hadnt been very welcomg was Charles and his close circle as people called it within the team,I jst brushed it off even after hearing him and some others talking about how bad a driver I was and it wasnt safe for me to drive after my brain damage,see even after he stopped me behide him we continued but those things dont affect them I mean they did like 12 years when I first started karting and racing sersiusly but after years of it everyday it stopped affecting in anyway shape ot form,thats a secrect many people dont know is a big part od the sport is dealing with the critics,many of us get the worst of it meaning we dont care after while even when its said to our face which the press like to twist and turn to get clicks and likes.

Just as I was about to start packing I got a phone call from the one and only Mick, us facetiming had become a daily routine in the last couple weeks and I wasn't complaining about it. It came to be we both weren't packed yet so Mick came up with the great idea of packing together. I would be flying to Bahrain from Italy along with some of the Prema team while Mick was in Switzerland and would fly from there. In the middle of our phone call, Corinna came of the call, i had met her a handful of time, every single time she had been very pleasant towards me. She had it clear I was her second favourite driver after of Mick of course and that she would be cheering me on this season, which made me smile it wasn't often I had people who weren't my family or close family cheering me on and probably think its because I am a girl but you see in lower series many drivers don't have supoort unless they are signed to a big driver academy team, and even then fans are still few compared to f1 and other top racing series.

Before we both knew it two hours had flown past, and the bags were packed, we stayed on facetime for a while longer just talking never had I met someone like Mick, we could just talk for hours and hours about nothing or everything sadly the call came to an end when Mick has called to dinner by his mother which reminding me that I should make myself some dinner after a long twenty minutes of trying to decide I chose some Chicken fajita wrap to be honest my cooking skills are basic and not great, my dad jokes that if I cooked for Gordon Ramsay he would probably throw up.

The next day went dar to quick for my liking, you know those days that you don't do much but it feels like time is on triple the speed it is on normal well it was one of those kinda days. Bedtime rolled around quick which was the same normal routine of having a shower, washing off my hair, doing my skincare routine,
I made sure my clothes were lead out for tomorrow morning as our flight was leaving at five am, meaning my alarm was set for three thirtyish.

My alarm awoke me from my deep sleep, the minute I heard it my eyes wide and quickly turned it off before hopping out of bed and getting ready. It felt like minutes before Rene was knocking at my door, he had offered me a ride to the airport with him as I didn't have any way to get there as I was let to buy a car here in Italy.

The drive to the airport was quick, we both headed to check-in ourself and our bags before going through security and passport after all that we met up with the rest of the Prema who were on the same flight, as it was now about 4 ish most of the team members were hungry so we went to find somewhere to eat.