No pares nunca de soñar

Nine years ago my passions have changed completely. I didn’t care about anything and anyone in my life until a Saturday I’ve heard a song in which I fell in love. I was so out of things that I didn’t even know the language of that music, and in that time it wasn’t as common as today to use Google. A while later I heard on one of the radios that the song was sung by a group called RBD. Then I realized: the so famous Mexican novel Rebelde. I had heard so much about it because my friends loved it, but, like I said, I was very turned off for everything. The next Monday I decided to watch the TV and in those few minutes I started getting interested in one of the greatest fanatical passions that I would have never imagined.  It didn’t take long time for me to become, madly, a big fan. In a few years I was with magazines, posters, CDs and DVDs all over the house.

This is RBD: Christian, Anahi, Dulce Maria, Poncho, Maite
and Christopher respectively

The good thing about this was that I changed. It was like everything I watched in the novel I could apply in my life. I started to make more friends because of it; I create interest in people; I started studying… Yes, I didn’t study before watching Rebelde. I have created interest for everything! Reading the magazines I became interested in books and thanks to this novel that today I’m attending Bilingual Executive Secretary at FURB. Because the novel is Mexican and the songs are in Spanish I created interest in languages​​. Before I fell in love for RBD I took English exam in the end of the year and it wasn’t because I didn’t know the contents, but because I wasn’t interested and I never studied for the tests. I started to love languages. First it was the Spanish, but then I wanted to do an English course. I'm here in this blog thanks to this.

My dream, as any fan, was to meet my idols. I went to a show in 2007, but I didn’t even get near them. On the other hand, just because I have seen them, already made ​​me very happy! As the group had thousands of fans in America it was very difficult to meet them. However, my hope never ended. I knew one day I would realize my dream to meet at least one of the six of the band. On August 15, 2008 the group disbanded. Some continued singing, others invested in the careers of actors/actresses.

So nine years after these the things never changed. I'm still fanatical for them, loving English and Spanish and with my dream upstanding. This past Sunday, the 22th, my dream was held. I went to the Dulce Maria’s show. I bought the ticket Meet & Greet and I could hold her and take a picture with her, in addition to having access to the VIP track. It was inexplicable how I felt. First I was very tired. The city of the show was four hours' drive from my town.  I woke up at 06 am. My parents and my boyfriend came with me and along the afternoon we did a tour to see the sights of Curitiba. On 4:30 pm I went to the row of the show. As my shorts was a light color I couldn’t sit on the floor to rest and I was standing by the end of the show, near ten o'clock. At seven-thirty of the night, approximately, the door was opened to take the picture with the singer. My legs were hurting so much, my back was throbbing, moreover sleep and fatigue. It changed in the moment I saw her from afar (I saw very bad, because I use two degrees of myopia and astigmatism and wasn’t wearing my glasses) all my pains are gone. I’m a very sentimental and weepy person, so can you imagine how I was? I focused on a single thought "I won’t cry before the photo, I won’t cry before the photo”.  

"No pares nunca de soñar" is a part of a song sung by
Dulce Maria when she was with RBD which means "Never
stop to dream"

The line went quickly and there I was! The redhead girl looked at me smiling and any thought at that moment was no more there. I hugged her and smiled for the photo. The photo will only be ready in fifteen days on her official site. I don’t make the slightest idea how this photo will come out! After the photo I was to the track to wait for the show. It was all wonderfully perfect. I got home nearly two hours in the morning and had to wake up early on Monday to go to work. I didn’t recover from the fatigue yet, but it was very worthwhile. It worth waiting nine years (and I could expect much more) to realize my dream. 

What I say to you is to never give up on your dreams, because when they are held everything in your life is worth, even the bad times. No matter what kind of dream you have, no matter if the others say it is impossible or ridiculous, just don’t give up! If it matters to you, run behind him. I can guarantee you won’t regret it.