The dreams that almost got forgotten

I am at the moment of my life, where I feel sooooo belong in here.
Work life, awesome.
Social life, even better than that.

I feel soooo comfortable here that when someone asked me, "so, what about your plan to go to school?"
aannndd... I started to make bunch of excuses.

"well... now I kinda think, what's really the point of that? I can still pursue a good career here..." and so on.

Yesterday that was exactly what happened. And somehow from the conversation with one of the colleague (who reaaalllyy encourage me to do it as soon as possible), I just felt like I was awoken from my sleep.

Come on, Sheila.

Afterall, it was what you have always wanted.

And this thing you do now? Will be nothing compare to what you could achieve later. If you're just willing to work your ass off a lil bit more.

So I began to write a good (hopefully persuasive) letter to the professor.

I was thinking, nothing to lose anyway. He must be a really busy guy too.

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dududuu....


and this morning I got the reply immediately.

From a guy who I believe MUST be very busy.

And know what? It was a reeaalllyy positive response that I thought it was too good to be true.

One of the sentence he said,

"You have the type of experience we hope for in students in RCP so you are in a good position to apply."

I'm going to faint.
But first, maybe I need to work my ass off a liiiiittleeeee bit more :D