pause, rewind by SOFIYA GORYAEVA https://padlet.com/goryaevasofiya/lpt0fu7ia20c0eph made with patience en-us 2020-11-30 15:50:50 UTC 2020-12-03 06:34:59 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet.net/icons/png/23f8.png Me, my friends, my voice and my soul. (what happened before the obstacle?) goryaevasofiya https://padlet.com/goryaevasofiya/lpt0fu7ia20c0eph/wish/974270876 I transferred from the violin major to the vocals. It was my first time meeting my future best friend. I remember it was a strange and weird encounter. I was sitting on the windowsill singing "Daft Punk" by Pentatonix. I was about 12 or 13 years old. She came into the bathroom and said "Wow, you're really good, you know? Your voice is almost identical. You should record it, post it as a cover. Might get some fame." She was a girl taller than I am with ginger hair and light brown eyes. 
The second time seeing her was in my school. It was that time when I thought "I gotta be friends with her" 
A few years later we became friends. I was her "therapist". It's crazy how you can change someone's life without knowing it. I became one of the reasons for her to live. She became one of the greatest reasons for my happiness. We didn't go anywhere divided unless we really needed to. Then she got a boyfriend, who became my second best friend. Honestly, first impressions aren't always true. 
They were my first ever best friends. Maybe I had someone I called like that and gave this title before them. Well, I took it away. I'm convinced that any friends before them weren't really my friends. 
Well, all three of us were together almost everyday. Until my mom decided to move to New York. Airport. Tears. Hugs. Laughs. I don't really remember this day. It was an 8 hour flight and I all I remember from these 8 hours is how painful it was for me to even listen to music because it reminded me of my best friends. 

]]> 2020-12-01 03:32:29 UTC https://padlet.com/goryaevasofiya/lpt0fu7ia20c0eph/wish/974270876 The real challenge goryaevasofiya https://padlet.com/goryaevasofiya/lpt0fu7ia20c0eph/wish/974307385 Finding friends when you don't even want to talk is difficult. It really is. The fact that I had to find new friends and socialize kind of blew me away in the first days. I'm an extravert though. I'm sociable if I need to. Sometimes I need attention. Other times I need a lot of it. But being an immigrant in a new country didn't fit those needs. Well, immigration has several challenges to it. The most important and difficult in the eyes of teenagers is social adaptation. Being alone, by myself and losing my friends had an impossibly bad impact on my everyday life. I had no motivation to do anything. The first summer in the US was a nightmare. My mother tried to help me somehow distracting me with financial issues. Helping mom to learn a new language, learning English myself, feeling alone, ruining my sleeping schedule, singing on the rooftop of my building: that's everything I remember from that summer. No details. I think that I was in a state of apathy. I had to get away from it. 

]]> 2020-12-01 03:59:02 UTC https://padlet.com/goryaevasofiya/lpt0fu7ia20c0eph/wish/974307385 talking, singing, being goryaevasofiya https://padlet.com/goryaevasofiya/lpt0fu7ia20c0eph/wish/974315330 To adapt to the new environment, I needed to know more about it. I needed to know everything about New York that native New Yorkers know. I needed to know a lot of new information about the US. system of education. I needed to find new friends, make a way to find new friends. The most obvious way to find friends is by talking. It's great that I've received some basic knowledge of English in Russia. If I wouldn't have it, I'd be doomed to learn it from 0. But my English needed improvement. There's always room for improvement. I can tell that I'm still improving writing this. But talking and talking and talking with people who've lived in states for a long time really helps you to adapt. Then showing some of your skills might catch the attention of your new friends. It's basically showing a part of you. For me, it's singing. I love to sing and I can do it literally for hours. Hours without even thinking of stopping. Lastly, social media easily helped me to find new friends, learn a new language. It really helped me to adapt to American teenagers. It helped me to learn slang. But really what I needed to do was simply be myself. Being myself is really hard when you're one hell of an actor. I'm so used to show people my best features or features that suit them the most that I'm lost in them. Correction. I was lost in them. Looking back in time once again I think that I'm being the most honest version of myself at the moment. I'm being who I want to be and that's what important.

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