Empresas preocupadas en malezas resistentes lanzaron HRAC Argentina.

El pasado miércoles 9 de septiembre se presentó HRAC Argentina, en el marco del XXII Congreso Latinoamericano de Malezas – ALAM (Asociación Latinoamericana de Malezas) y I Congreso Argentino de Malezas – ASACIM (Asociación Argentina de Ciencia de las Malezas). Se trata de un grupo integrado por las empresas de protección de cultivos, socias de CASAFE y tiene como misión promover el uso…

I was well rested by the time I got to New York. Usually, I wouldn't be able to sleep on planes, but that's why I got sleep pills. 

I had to meet at HRAC HQ in three hours, so I decided to lay in the hotel bed for a bit. I checked Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and my emails. 

My phone suddenly rang and Tom's face popped up. It was the picture I had taken of him in his costume on the very first day we met. His contact name was Toki. 

"Hello?"

"Ello, love. I was wondering if you'd like to have some tea tomorrow morning." 

"I'd love to, but I'm currently in New York." I explained to him about the letter and the last minute thing which he congratulated me on.

"So, you will be giving a speech at Madison Square garden to thousands about Human Rights and you did not invite me?"

"You're Loki, you hate human rights." I joked.

"Yes, yes. But, I'm willing to listen if you explained it to me." I blushed even over the phone, oh gosh.

"What are you saying..."

"I'm inviting myself to your speech. I'm hopping on a plane to support you."

"No, Tom. I don't want to make you go through so much hassle just to hear my speech."

"Oh, but I do. You see, there's a difference between normal speeches and brilliant people giving speeches. You're brilliant and I'd love to hear what you say."

"Awh stop it. So, I guess I'll see you later then, huh?"

"You betcha." He sounded so cute saying that just like everything he said.

"Thanks, Tom. You're a good friend."

"Your welcome, love. See you later." We hung up and I sighed. How does such a perfect man exist in this period of time where everyone is internally at war?

I showered and dressed in a vibrant yet pale pink body con dress and black flats. I threw on a black statement necklace and put my hair in a ballerina bun. I wanted to look professional yet girly. 

I drove to the building and was greeted by Maria who was so sweet! They didn't get me to change into anything else for the photo shoot, but they did do my make up. 

After the shoot, I was given an interview by one of the HRAC interviewers of course.

"What inspired you to be an ambassador and inspire others. To inspire them to fight for human rights around the world and embrace the rules yet still be free?" He asked me.

"My answer is actually in what you just said. I feel, I mean I know there is too much poverty and wars in this world of ours. After hundred of years worth of fighting and problems that I keep hearing about, I will keep believing that one day there will be a breakthrough. Our world will not be a Utopia, but a world where humans have a good life yet face struggles and conquer them. So, I figured this would give me a bigger voice, joining this amazing organization. I believe that every single human being deserves equal rights. Each and every single person should have self worth and equality and freedom. But life has never been that simple, there were always rules. I know we can't rule out conflict, but we can try our best to contain it and lessen it. I want to make peace not war with the world and it's conflicts. I want to contribute to persuading people to enforce these rules around the world. So that men, women, children, and elders would be able to live a decent life where they know they have a voice in this world. 

I went through a couple more questions before the interview ended and the interviewer praised me for doing a good job. 

I spent the afternoon in the building doing paperwork and all of that. I was so nervous for my speech tomorrow. It was not only this organization that was going to be there, but a dozen from around the world. It was nerve wracking to even think about it.

After finishing everything, I took a cab to the airport. I signed a couple of autographs for fans who were there. Then I knew Tom was there because a swarm of fans were around him. He was wearing jeans and a tee shirt with boots of course. 

We had a little signing fest for our fans before exiting the airport. 

"Anastasia, are you dating Tom Hiddleston?!" Questions like that flew at the both of us while we tried to make it to our cab.

"No, we're just good friends." I answered to one of the paps. We finally made it into the taxi.

"Oh goodness, I'm so tired."

"Well, you'll be able to sleep when we get to the hotel. Good thing you won't have jet lag."

"Yes, I'm quite grateful for that. So, do you have a speech prepared yet?"

"Nope, I'm going to wing it."

"What? You're going to be live speaking to the world basically on the fourth of July. The president will be there and all that."

"Gee, now I'm even more nervous."

"I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to put any pressure on you. But, you should have a plan." He hugged me and I inhaled his scent lightly enough for him to not notice. He smelled like musky vanilla and tea.

"I've never really made plans. Things I say come from the heart if I don't plan it. It's been that way since my ocean model project presentation in fourth grade."

"Well, I guess we both have different methods. I can't seem to get my thoughts on one subject and we have miss wing it over here being perfect." He smiled at me and I blushed. Thank god it was dark enough to hide my blush.

"I'm not perfect. Everyone's different, but it's the intention that counts, my friend." We made it to the hotel and Tom got his own room. I wish I could ask him to sleep in the other hotel bed with me, but I knew it was wrong even if we weren't in the same bed.