I Need You

“ I am afraid to stop believing in friendship, about thinking that our friendship is not true as I could think. I am afraid one day the relationship is over, afraid one day you could get tired from me. I don’t ever want to miss you because you make me a better person, because you make me try my hardest every day. “

My best friend and I we have been together since 2 years old, playing in the same basketball club, taking dancing classes, studying together for the final exams, sitting next to each other in class… we were a very important support for each other in this

last few years. But all changed when school was over. We started different studies in diferent cities and universities. We made our own friend groups where we were living at that time. No one want to go back home because we were so comfortable in our new lives. So we decided to keep in touch by social networks, but after a few months we had even more and more work and exams from university, so we started to concentrate on that and we lost contact. We texted us the following summer when we were back home for summer vacation, but we couldn’t meet because she was in an journalism internship programme and I was on a family trip. But even though, we didn’t have enough strength to find a moment to be together. Once the summer ended, we started second course and during that time not anyone told anything. The following summer, after not seeing us in 2 years, I decided to meet my old friends from the same country where she lived. I didn’t know she had already comeback home, so we went to the same party.

“ Wooow Claudia you are the same tremendous and passionate girl as in school. We have to catch up to recover all the lost time. “

I thought she was pretty nice with me, but I should had to go carefully with that person that made sorrows me the 2 last years. In that moment I tried to be a cold person because what easy come, easy go. After 20 minutes I realize that she was the same best friend that was in school times, I could see it in her face in her acts, how she treat me… right there I hope I wasn’t the only one that feels so emotion. We spend 10 hours talking surrounded by our friends that we didn’t even care about them. After that day, we started talking every day and texting all the time and hangout about four times a week until I came to Yale.

“ I don’t want to miss you another time” She texted me when I was taking the airplane to New York. In that moment I realize that I wasn’t the only that I though we had already reencounter each other. We have tons of inside jokes, we smile at each other all the time, we share everything. I know things about her that she would never tell anyone else, and I have told her all mine. I know she cares for me, that’s the reason why we have been texting almost all days at Yale because we have become inseparate.

Only I want to tell that my life would be meaningless without the people who make me a better person as she did and she is currently doing.

“This letter is not suppose to arrive to you and if one day you get it, is because our friendship is real and I don’t ever want to miss it by far we are. “

Experience New York City from the Air

I was seeing the top of people’s heads becoming smaller and smaller.  Then, they became like ants and I started seeing the tallest buidings of the city and the other helicopters. I wanted to be attentive to every sensation, every sound, every movement of the pilot that was reflected on the pedals and on the gears. The wind whipped my head until I got a helmet and I could hear and I sang the song "Empire State of Mind".

From up there I felt powerful, active, strong, energetic ... the mistress of the world. I was able to observe all of Manhattan along the Hudson River, from the suburbs to Upper West Side where we saw  Soho, West Village, Madison Square Garden, Central Park, Empire State Building, Chrysler...  Finally, I saw the Freedom Tower, which is the tallest and greatest building I have ever seen. It reflects the sun in the sky. 

I didn’t want to finish the trip because in the air I felt that nothing was impossible. I love the feeling of flying, I love the risk, it gave me an adrenaline rush, and thus it made me feel alive.

The friendly staff  and personable pilot went out of their way to make sure that we were feeling comfortable and having fun throughout the entire flight.

Time had just slipped away when I saw the heliport again from up in the air. I imagined various ways of how the landing would be, and suddenly the helicopter touched ground in a very sleek and lightweight form, I gave him the five to thank him for being the copilot.

When the doors opened, the propellers were still spinning and I felt the air on my face and throughout my body. It was amazing to share this experience with one of my best friends.

In this helicopter ride I was able to see all the best sights from a completely new vantage point, one I will never forget.

My First Steps

“Oh pequeño hijo mío, estoy triste por dejarte ir.

I remember the day I was holding your hand, you wouldn’t let go of me. I felt the 

responsibility of taking care of you, because your dad left me alone, honey.

I want to make you the strongest man in your society, so you need to listen carefully to me and do what I say.

Step by step you are going to learn how to venture into the world, how to make your own decisions.

Don’t be afraid, I will be by your side, but there will be a moment that you should fly  alone and fight.”

The mother leans over and hunches her back towards the infant´s side and not towards the adult´s side because the adult has already grown up and it is the child who needs to be protected. 

The child that you see was Picasso’s "secret" daughter that he had with his house 

maid when Picasso was already married.

Two years later Picasso was divorced from his wife because he wanted to marry his house maid. At that time, if a divorced person had willfully destroyed a valid marriage, or if that person had entered into another romantic relationship, he wouldn’t be accepted by the society anymore. 

When Picasso could finally take care of his child, the child could learn a lot from his father. 

The baby’s toes were ready to crush the soil, ready to crush the whole world. 

After a while, they were a family living in the same home, the baby’s foot wanted  to escape his mother's authority. The mother knew that her child would one day have to hit the ground, and she had to release him because all of mankind must learn through falls.

My Favorite Place To Think

Bothered by a bunch of things like university, work or my family judging me for every little things. So, when I need to think a little or to get some quiet time for myself, I go for a motor ride on the mountain because it’s the best place I would go to, to think and to clear my head. Once I arrived on the top of the mountain I am able to see the way the waves goes up and down, a shimmering pool served by a waterfall, closer slopes that decline from right to left…

I am sitting on top of the hill 24 miles far away from home, where I am able to see all Barcelona and his neighborhood sea port as Masnou, Vilassar, Premia de Mar until the Brave Coast. In this lookout you can see the whole valley, misty and shine sky, the green and fresh grasp, beautiful brown trees, and you could also appreciate how the sand raised and goes down the slope. Such great views allows you to see people of all ages, walking, cycling, motor riding into the mountain, running to be as healthy as possible. Into the forest there are flying, fluffy and arboreal animals... I smell those plants, beautiful and red flowers, you could see the shape of special flowers which make me think in special and greatest persons. In such an amazing lookout you could hear little boys walking against the wind, the trees being moved with the wind and how their leaves fall, gentle wind and light breeze is what characterizes that mountain. When I look into the sky, my memories and pain fly by.

Many times, you don’t know what time is it, but we could see it in the sky because it gets dark. We like that feeling of being alone in the mountain and we get more excited about taking the quads and going back home into the shadowy and unlighted night.

Travel Risky Behavior of Dangerous Reality

My parents, my sister and I were siiting in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea , waiting for a helicopter to rescue us.  I have grown up in an adventurous and risky family. Ten years ago we experienced a situation so dangerous that my family came close to losing our lives.

Every year my family and I go to Ibiza for family vacation , so we take our boat and we go to Mallorca and then ibiza. It is seven hours of amazing sailing.

Ibiza to Mallorca (Pollença seaport) was awesome. About 10 miles out of Barcelona, the sea rose and waves climbed to eight meters high. We crossed the whole island of Mallorca and wanted to go back but the waves prevented us. They had grown to ten meters high. When we had left to go sailing, my mother was afraid to be there with her two daughters - my fifteen year old sister and myself, only ten. We tied ourselves to the deck with ropes so that the waves would not throw us into the sea. We put on life jackets in case we fell into the water. We reported our position to the sea rescue and told them that we would come back and try to control that we wouldn't flip over.  Once we found the safe wave in which we could cross the sea, we escaped from that storm.

When we arrived in the sea port, we saw a sailboat in which there were a couple, two old brave people of about 80 and 85 years old. They wanted to leave because they had had a lifetime sailing and wanted to go to Africa. If God took them into the end they didn't care because God had already given them  complete lives and the only thing they wanted to do was sail. My family wanted to see their crazy departure. Right now I realize that it was a risky situation and I would be afraid of taking the same adventure. This situation changed my mother's attitude and she didn't want to return to sailing.

We stayed 10 more days on holiday but it was amazing. The return home was in complete flat water. We saw dolphins and caught a tuna. So it was worth waiting a few days to return home safely.

This was an important experience and memory in my live. We needed to choose the right way of being safe and it made us stronger. Right now we continue living our life on the edge, which makes us united and stronger every day.

MY FIRST IMPRESSION

Studying at Yale has always been a dream of mine. Two months ago when I was accepted to this university I felt kind of proud and self confidence because this summer I would learn lot of things;  have time to meet people from everywhere, travel around United States, improve my English level, experience how to share a room, treat my foot disease outside home, miss my family and friends. All these are supposed to happen this summer at Yale University.

My summer trip started 3 weeks ago when I went to Madrid to do an interview and take the US visa, but a technical problem occurred in the consulate system, so I did not get my visa until 2 days ago. Right now I am at this beautiful enormous university that seems to be part of a movie. When my plane was landed I suddenly started getting to know people from Yale that came here to study medicine, acting and English as I am currently doing.


They seem to be clever, open-minded, active people that want to travel and learn. In our way to New Haven we were talking and getting to know one another, especially with a Croatian girl. When we were on the shuttle near Yale, I was a bit afraid of what was going on in New Haven, no one was in the city, only cars, taxis and a hotel that seems to be empty. Our bus driver said that this city was dangerous and we had to aware of people.



Suddenly when we arrived to Morse College for the registration, all Yale students were nice, friendly, polite and they gave us a key, all cards and paperworks to residence on the campus. Then I went to Calhoun College, which I was assigned to live in. On my way to Calhoun I went with a counselor that helped me with my luggage to getting up to the 3rd floor, he treated me with kindness. Once in my room, it was all mess up, so I started organizing my wardrobe, bed, luggage, suitcase and all papers students gave me in the registration. Then I went dinner to Morse with some people from my college, that almost all were asian, but it was an interesting meal because they explain us their way living. A part from that, food wasn't to my liking. Later we went to our college, where I phoned my family and messaged with my best friends, whose I miss so much. Right now, I realize that I am more sensitive that I thought to be. It is my first time being alone at another country, even though I've been to Boston and Manchester years ago, but I think that Yale will really made me better academically and personally.