My dream

Here we are again, in the place where everyone dreams of going to Paris. Here I am. After 4 years of living in Bethisy sant Pierre, I have decided to continue my dream of "Architecture" where my father it's an honor for them. I want to continue my father's passion. One day with my family I decided to go to a school for "Architecture". And that's where I registered, the first day I was seized with anxiety and thought "What if don't make it" "Maybe these classmates don't want to be close to me" but then I called myself "stupid". I didn't enter school to make friends but to continue my dream. And after a week where everything was going well. I decided to try to create something small at home, for example to make some small palaces, to see what level I have reached so far. Everything went great, I finished the palaces successfully and I was very tired, I decided to sleep, but I was very happy.