(Unforgettable moment about the day I had to emigrate, leave my native country and a period of my life behind)
As I said in my previous journal I moved to England
because I found a job there, since there is a youth unemployment of even 75%
in my native country (sometimes I wonder if my country is really european...), soooo welp, last August a british recluitment took place in my country , I applied for that job interview
, hundreds of people applied but only 13 people and me were accepted in order to work in England, so I moved, basically
(A picture I took to the English Channel during my emigration from the airplane. French lands are left at the bottom just where the clouds are XD)
I must say when you decide to leave a past aside and emigrate to get a decent life, all beginnings are SO hard to deal with
. I don't have any problem to get used to the country's mentality because mine fits with northern european countries better but... everything around is so unestable and uncertain during the first months... mostly in this country because the way they do things is so different from the rest of european countries, no matter if it's for good or for bad...
My spanish mates and me started working in this new country but for some reason I was the ONLY one who was sent to a different city and hospital.
According to the recluitment team it was because I managed to get the best post but... honestly, I was feeling so freaking alone
. My life was going to the hospital for 8-12 hours and comming back "home"... if it could be considered a home because I was living in a really lame place btw... I didn't even had internet conection to communicate with my family/friends properly or a working kitchen, these are some of the reasons why I lost 10 kilos in 1.5 weeks, so imagine... I've been living this way for 2 months and not to mention all paperwork problems I've had to deal with because of some people's unprofessional work. I've even had really unpleasant allucinations twice when I was at my place because of the loneliness, hard work and the lack of warm and normal food.
But... I thought that situation had to end soon or later so I decided to give life a new chance and applied for a new job interview
just where my other mates were.
I was accepted again. Now I'm working in the other hospital, in OPERATING THEATRES
! (For those who don't know what an operating theatre is in a hospital, click on this photo [link]
), the work of my dreams and where I've always wanted to end up working when I was living in my native country!
I'm working on ophthalmic surgery. Everybody there is so bubbly and empathic. I've received a lot of support!
Anyway! I'm so happy and finally I could say that shortly, I can already resume my art in my free time!
I'll update my gallery with the pictures as soon as I have internet at home and am done with my upcoming drawings!
If you don't mind me dropping here some piece of advice, let me tell you something I've learnt from this experience:"Never give up, always give yourself a chance and give a try because even having to kiss the feet of failure, happiness can only be achieved by those who dare"
Now I'm gonna show you some nice PHOTOS I've taken or been taken here in England
I hope you like them!:
(My first exhibition of my digital illustrations along Wacom managers and Square staff
. Thank you very much Square and Wacom team for giving me this chance, your support and interest! Gaga picture on the right corner XD)
(For Kuroshitsuji fans
: this is supposed to be the bridge where Drocell cuts some thief's hand with his strings. "London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down, London bridge is falling down, my fair lady"
During a trip to Oxford, we visited the National History Musseum:
(For Harry Potter fans!
, I'll show you 3 photos about some emblematic places I visited where this movie was recorded, I hope they look familiar for you