My next moves

I did not give up though.
I have never wanted to accept when I was not capable of doing this or that. I was too obstinate to admit being defeated, even if it seemed obvious, not until I had the slightest hope to change.

Instead of sinking even deeper into despair, I considered what could I do.
I combed through the Internet for new possibilities.
The first thing I searched was the site of the Hungarian liberal party (which is a small yet influential one; those days it was part of the government coalition alongside with the leading party, MSZP). It had a so-called New Generation section for young liberal activists. Reading their page, I decided I was interested in several subjects, especially environmental and cultural activities, political sciences, jurisprudence, and civil rights.
With one quick movement, I clicked to the Registration button.
I tried to stay down-to-earth, nevertheless, secretly I felt zealous to be involved with politics. It was an old dream of mine.

My next aim was studying.
I visited the English sites of the most prestigious foreign universities to gather as much information as I could. Besides, I spent at least two hours each day by reading classic books in English - in my opinion, reading is the most effective way to perfect one's linguistic knowledge.

I also sent a short yet polite email to Helga asking her for a long overdue appointment to take photos.

This latter fact was the reason that I had to force myself to go on (or rather start) with my exercises. It was not nearly as pleasant as studying. After a very, very long pause, I found the trainings definitely hard. I haven't ever been athletic.
To do a sport which could not only give a spectacular figure but was also useful, I decided to choose Shaolin Kung Fu. I hadalready known some basic movements, kicks and blows.
A bit of self defence could not do any harm to any woman, I had known it from experience (I wish I had known that before the experience).