Bad, worse, worst

Light in the darkness has come – finally. I received an answer from Russia quite soon, telling me I needed to fill in a form. Suddenly everything seemed so easy. Just fill in the form and send it to them. Then they finally can start making your invitation. There was one document I still needed, but after calling our coordinator at half past ten in the evening, he sent it to us.

This sounds like a solution, doesn’t it? I agree.

So this morning all I had to do was fill in the form some more and send it. Before doing that I was heading to the shop in our street to buy some bread. I ran into our neighbour, more specifically the mother of my good-looking ex-neighbour (her son – the one who winked at me!). By accident I had decided to wear my new, loose pants. For a change I felt quite fashionable while running into her! She immediately asked when I would leave for Russia.

And for the first time, I could give an answer I am quite certain of. That’s such a win – looking good and being able to give positive answers to questions about my trip to Russia!

When I came home, I send the stuff they need over there and now I have some sense of certainity. I’m no longer waiting without knowing who’s doing what, if they’re doing anything anyway. I have taken control for a part. I have sent mails until I figured out what was going wrong and now I’ve managed to get it straight.

The bad thing is that I will miss a month over there. It makes this adventure somewhat more terrifying. But after all my efforts and all the waiting, I didn’t want to give in. The worse option was going to Poland or year – honestly, though, I don’t really want that. The worst option would be staying. I must confess that while going through all the stress and doubts, this option didn’t seem so terrifying anymore. It’s so easy to just re-enroll yourself in the same university as the former two years. It takes perhaps two mouse clicks and it would be okay. On the other hand, I know I would hate to stay when almost my entire class is abroad, and two of my hometown friends.

I have made the decision to take the risk and arrive in Russia with delay. It’s bad, but at this point I can live with it. At least I’m going away. And at least I have done what I could to get this done after all. It’s a victory still!

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  1. Fantastic news. Congratulations!!!

    (I thought there was going to be something about all your paperwork falling out of your fashionable pants.)

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    • Thank you πŸ˜€

      Well, that would have been quite the story! Wait until I run into her son again – then you’ll get to hear something like that most likely πŸ˜‰

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  2. Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!

    Them pesk Russians, eh? They like to take their time about things.

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  3. Hey that’s not bad…that’s great news! I’m glad you actually get to go! Not everyone has that opportunity, so enjoy and be happy. πŸ™‚ soooo happy for you!

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    • Yes, it’s just a bit annoying that we will be so late, but I’m really happy as well! The truth is that I made up the title earlier on and didn’t want to come up with another one anymore πŸ˜‰

      Thank you for always asking how this was going, I really appreciate that, Christy πŸ™‚

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  4. Congrats! I’m so happy for you! The delay is unfortunate, but I’m sure you’ll have a great time nonetheless.

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  5. This is awesome, congrats! Woooo I’m excited for you!

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  6. I’m glad it has worked out as you hoped and that it’s all you dream of πŸ™‚

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