Okay I find this to be truly absurd
for the Fact that I do not live in San Antonio anymore would have probably come through that I would not be able to go the school I wanted to go to over there
First off I didn't really think I had a chance of being able to make it into the program of the school, realistically my academic record to me looks well really bad xd , SO that was just me being hopeful, for one thing this school intimidated me psh admit-idly I wasn't going to be surprised if I didn't make it, even though most of my friends would have
I actually think as my self as quite and idotic person yes, I don't think I'm very intelligent I've never found myself to take pride in my school work much because I don't find myself to important, or even deserving of any type of honor that has to do with my Academic abilities
But even though I won't be going to the school I wanted to go to, It did give me a sign of relief, a sign of hope that I am able to do something, that I will be able to accomplish things, It proved to me that I'm valuable,
through all me bickering, and how much I showed people I didn't care about what happened to me when I grew up, I didn't care if I didn't manage anything ,if I failed or not, because I didn't expect anything of myself, and everything I ever heard were just hopeful words I wanted to believe
And yet I find myself with an acceptance letter to a school I had wanted to go to
in odd words it like the climax of a fairy tale,
because the actual happy ending would have been myself at that desirable school but the fact is I couldn't go, maybe somewhat of a Cinderella tale
Just to know that I would have been accepted if I still lived over there made all the difference. When I first saw it small smile came across my face cause I was thinking of all the ideas me and my friends had thought of if we ended up going to the same, school how we imagined it would be as we grew, but even though it did happen, it makes me find some happiness to know it could have happened,
that all my silly hope could have been real, that I was actually deserving of going
somewhere I wanted to go, that my fairy tale could have happened and the ending would have happened the way I had imagined it, everything could have gone the way I had hoped for
and even that it didn't happen
It could have...
Artistic Repertoire · Sat Mar 01, 2008 @ 11:53pm · 0 Comments
