As the start of 2014 is only two days away, I felt the need to go back through the year of 2013, the year of highly considered spiritual number - 13. I wrote about this in the beginning of this year, how many people believe 13 is the number of unluck, but as an optimist I have always considered it a lucky number (you can read it here). Therefore, I was excited about this year last January, even though everything in my life was a huge questionmark, I really had no clue what future would bring and what I should do next.
And oh far we have come from that state of confusion.
So, was the year 2013 a lucky year for me, after all those hopeful wishes?
Well, let me say it was like 50/50. The first half wasn’t that fortunate, as time after time I got turned down with the universities I applied in Scotland. Well, in retrospect, I am now wise enough to know it was all meant to be this way. Now when looking back, it is funny to see how things have sort of linked to each other and led me ahead towards this entirely new path I’m walking on now. So yeah, first half wasn’t that happy time for me, but luck turned in the beginning of June, when I booked the flights to London as a consolation price after that Scotland mess.
Oxford has a special spot in my heart, but after that visit last June, the preciousness of the place just grew. How much can happen in four days, seriously? (Find out about this here) A LOT. All the things that unexpectedly occurred during my stay just simply changed everything, and I am forever thankful for me for listening my heart having the random desire to book the flights there and actually doing it. If I hadn’t, things would be utterly different.
If I had to think of words to best describe this year, one of them would definitely be unexpected. This year so many unexpected things happened that if someone had told me a year before, I would have never believed him. Seriously, if someone had come to me and told me that I would find myself staring Nation’s Capitol and walking among the skyscrapers of NY this year, I would have never, not in my most wicked dreams have believed it.
Although, it did happen.
Thus, we come to another word to verbalize this year: unforgettable. I will remember the summer of 2013, one of the most unforgettable summers in my life. I was head over heels for this guy, I had an amazing summer with him and will never forget it. Actually to be honest, I will probably never be able to thank him enough. He means more to me that I can verbalize. As cliché as it may sound, but because of him, many dreams of mine came true this year. Moreover, looks like the wildest, craziest dream I have ever had, the one I never thought even possible, will come true next year. And it’s all him. If I hadn’t went to Oxford, I would have never met him, and none of these things would have happened.
So thank you, you. And thank you fate!
Yeah, third word: fate. Fate really has traveled with me through the year, and I have enjoyed its company! Like I said earlier, in retrospect I have noticed how all these occurences have formed this link of events and thus, a path towards an opportunity I hadn’t even thought about before this summer, this is the thing I have been so vague about these past months!! Just look at this yourself, just moving from one stop to another, like a PLAN: First the unsuccess with the Scottish universities > a consolation trip to Oxford > randomly met this lovely girl in a book store > then met this American guy and other great Americans and had the best time > next, an idea pops to my mind:
Could I study at university in the States?
And what did I do after I came back home? I started the research and found something. In disbelief I read: Make your dream come true and study at college in the United States. Scholarships for Scandinavians ..studying cheaper..
It was too good to be true, but actually TRUE!!
I put the idea in the back of my mind to brew and just focused on to enjoy the summer, and what did happen? One thing led to another (again like a plan) and somehow I found myself in a plane to Chicago in August 13th.(See the number 13 on the date, what did I discuss in the beginning? CREEPY KARMA!) Like I wrote back in August after my adventure in the States (you can read it here,) that trip cleared my mind in various ways, and one of those ways was one I didn’t mention back then.
I knew back then for sure, I could move there for four years for my studies. I liked it, it was different from England, but good different. I haven’t told about this to many people until now, since I have always thought it impossible to happen. But, since I was a little girl, I have dreamed about walking on college campus wearing my school coloured hoodie, going to my school team’s baseball games, experience homecoming and most of all, I have dreamed about that moment I can wear that black rope and graduation cap.
I have always dreamed about that kind of Univerisity experience.
Maybe that’s because Finnish universities have never lured me. We don’t have such things here. That is the reason I applied to Scotland, as they have some similarities to American colleges like living on campus. But yeah, again in my wildest dreams I would have not believed this dream would come true.
Yet again, it looks like it might.
Another word to add to the list: dreamy
This is so nerving, as I haven’t fully understood this myself and I haven’t talked about this in public, only just lately I have started to tell about this to people outside of my closest circle of family and friends. I guess I am still scared it might not come true that something goes wrong. However, I applied for the scholarships in the fall, worked my ass off to make the motivational letter perfect again and got recommendation letters etc.
After that, I waited. You can imagine me in this situation as the horror memories of rejection emails from Scotland still haunted me, and the state of disbelief and confusion as the lady who helped me out with the application just said: Oh you just wait, you will be getting 7-10 offers.
Obviously, I could not believe it.
Yet, however, somehow, on November 15th - I receiver a list of offers in my email. There was eight of them. Eight offers. Eight universities would want me to come there and study at their university and I could CHOOSE where I want to go.
I was like:
I got in?
The amount of disbelief in me was skyhigh.
Luck and happiness, those are the major words for this year. The first half of this year was bad, yes, I had no clue what to do with my life. Actually, you might say I was a bit lost at the time. The only thing I seemed to want to do hadn’t go as planned. I had no other plan. Still somehow the trip to Oxford somehow started the link of events that led me to this opportunity and turned my luck. From disappointments with Scotland, I am finally here sitting and writing about the fact that I would have that little girl dream of mine come true, would go to college in the States and get that black graduation cap one day.
Unable to believe it? Tell me about it. I will tell you more details about this later, this past month I have been checking out the schools and trying to make a decision where I want to go. (CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS? Last spring I didn’t get in anywhere, and now I CAN CHOOSE where I want to go????) This is mental. I have only one thing to say:
Hard work paid off, after all.
But yeah, there are many things to sort out, like finances etc, I am trying to keep my feet on the ground, not to get overly excited, if something goes wrong. See? I am becoming a cynic, I should be jumping around in joy but no, I am afraid someone or something will take this away from me.
This is just too good to be true, that’s all. Nah, I should probably just start and enjoy this that finally I did it. I succeeded. I got in. I wrote about this as well somewhere along the road this year. How someday, instead of failing, I will succeed and the victory will taste even sweeter thanks to failures before. Well, I guess that some day has arrived, at last. And yeah, the victory tastes absolutely delicious. I cannot believe this is happening!!
To sum up, this year was a bloody hell a lucky year for me, and I have a feeling next year will be even better. The karma with numbers is with me on this one as well, as it will be 2014. If you look at my tumblr name, there is one particular special number to me that is attached to it. It’s my birthday number. I don’t know why, but when I was little I always liked number four, and 14, it just stuck. So next year will be interesting, I am sure of it! I proved the number 13 to be a lucky number this year instead of unfortunate, actually I have something to add on that one; 13th of December 2013, was a Friday, yes Friday 13th, the unlycky day of the year, I celebrated my 21th birthday with my closest girlfriends. And that day has been, so far, the happiest, luckiest day of my entire life.
So 13 is a definite lucky number. No objections.
Thank you everyone for this beautiful, dreamy year. Have a fabulous New Year’s!
Let’s see what beautiful and dreamy next year will bring. I probably said this in the beginning of this year, but nah never mind.
I have a feeling 2014 will be my year.
- lovesme14 forever and a day