In 2005, I was living with my Dad, I was about to drop out of college (maybe even get kicked out). I decided the best thing to was travel not be round when the shit hit the fan. I decided travelled to Yugoslavia, via Italy. It was hot and the G8 was on it made want to quit even more. I chanced upon Slovenia one of the first republics to break away. Life swung its way round the people were friendly, the weather was hot but not sticky. I began to feel myself again and was offered a job in the university (I was to archive the break up off the republic and the previous war). My enthusiam ignited as I felt more was possible. I felt I could perservere. I moved to the halls of resisence I became the college giglo ( I was even in the University, I was just lucky to get a free room for the summer. In 6 months you can turn your life right round in year you can change it beyonfd anything you just have to perservere, persist and or do something different. In that summer I decided I would go back to college. I had no money I had spent. I actually had no way of getting back as I had missed my flight. I said in one moment I will finsih college and I will hitch hike my way back to Scotland to do it. For weeks later and through autobans, lorry truck stop stations and no food onsome days I made it to London. The decision to perserevere also brought an attractive Spanish girl who would be the envy of my friends on my return to Edinburgh. I got back to college a different person on every level richer experience. I finished university happy the year after and really believe in the persist, perservere and promise nothing. |
