So I’m actually gonna take it
Let’s call it The Exam. With the capital E. I haven’t started reviewing for it yet. In fact, I still haven’t submitted the requirements. But I’ve made up my mind. I’m taking The Exam on January.
The parents already know the plan, although it’s not much of a plan since I don’t have any idea what I’d do if I didn’t get in. But at least I’ve told them my thoughts about my future and it’s good to know that they are willing to support me.
So, after the long weekend (this weekend weeeeee!) I promise I’d start seriously reading and reviewing. I’m getting more nervous everyday, but surprisingly, I’m also feeling pretty excited about it. Giddy. Yeah, that’s the word. I haven’t taken an exam in a while and I think I’ve forgotten how it feels.
Well, whatever the result’s going to be, I promised my self I wouldn’t get hanged up on it. The Exam is a big deal but I have to remember what a friend told me, “It won’t define you.”. If I don’t get in, then it really is not for me. I won’t be left forever wondering of what-could-have-beens, I’d have closure on that one.
But I realized, the most important thing for me on doing this thing, is that I am doing something. I’m actively making decisions in my life and not just waiting for the tides to take me. I am challenging my self. And it feels good.
