I've already arrived home... and I don't know if I like it or not. My admission experience wasn't very happy... because I didn't make it. I'm not going to be an arts student in Cluj. It hurts. Why? Because now I have to change my plans. All my plans. Failure was not an option. Yes, I was a little afraid but I didn't think that this was going to happen to me for real. It happened. I just couldn't stand the feeling that, after an entire year of hard work, I wasn't able to make it. I felt just like someone slammed the door into my face and I could do nothing to change the verdict. I thought of my parents who did everything for me, I thought of my teacher who helped me so much, I thought of my friends who managed just fine.
Now I've decided to apply for the arts university in Bucharest. Here I am. I've never ever imagined that I'm going to be a student in Bucharest. It was never an option. It wasn't part of my plans... but now those plans mean nothing. My mind is upside down. I can't wait to get back on my feet.
Learn to accept failure and transform it into a new opportunity. Learn to embrace the unexpected and don't make long term plans. Learn to stand tall. Learn to be a winner even when you fail.
This is not the end.