The results of
the entrance exams came in. Three days ago, in fact. Three days ago
was also when I originally intended to write this rambling.
Anyway, since I didn’t see my name in any of the lists of new students accepted, I was under the impression that I didn’t make the cut anywhere. I believe you can guess how I felt as a result. But today, I got a phone call from my mother. Apparently I’d received a letter which stated that I was accepted into one of the schools after all.
Now despite not sounding particularly enthusiastic or even relieved during that phone call, I was actually relieved. That relief, however, was mostly overridden by confusion. How did I not see my name in the list if I did get accepted?
I can think of two scenarios: the fault was either on their end for a minor misprint or on my end for not checking a specific checkbox back when I applied for the schools. Maybe I didn’t check the box that said my name could be displayed online in that list. I have a strong suspicion that the latter is the case.
Either way, getting that phone call was an immense relief. Contrary to my initial impression, I was given the chance to follow my true passion after all. I was given the chance to learn more about it. And most importantly, I was given the chance to possibly make it into what will hopefully be a fulfilling career.
And I can’t wait to seize the opportunity.