Yo Aquí Estoy Bien
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MatureOngoing29m
Last published Fri, Feb 23, 2018
Cuando Maximiliano Rivera salió de cuarto medio, surgen los conflictos con el mismo. Ya era un adulto, era el momento de tomar decisiones serias como: El pensar qué carrera estudiaría en la universidad o, ¿Realmente iba a ir a la universidad? ya que en ese entonces Nevermind, la banda donde pertenecía era su prioridad. ¿Seguiría su vida de suburbios en una ciudad chica o exploraría nuevos horizontes? Estaba bien con su vida, todo estaba bien.
Pero como al destino le encanta joder, sucede que su relación más importante llega a su fin. Y bueno, tras una noche de borrachera, la caña del día después y su guitarra, compone lo que sería el boleto de ida a su nueva decisión: "Yo aquí estoy bien".
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24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.
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