Since its spring break, and after my recent waitlist notice, I have avoided my school email. With no school, there was nothing pertinent being sent to that particular email account. I figured I needed a break and would check all of my email accounts to kill time.
My account consisted of one email from yesterday.... from one of the schools I applied to.
I am finally relieved to say I know what I shall be doing this fall. That email stated that I was accepted into their program as their Class of 2014.
After staring at the screen for what seemed like hours, I was able to mutter a 'Holy Shit' as I stepped away from the screen.
It's not my first choice... or my seconds... actually its my last choice, but who the hell cares? This entire ordeal is over and a new chapter is set to begin.
It still hasn't fully sunk in yet and I doubt it will completely for several days. I write this now in a state of disbelief, especially when I consider how bleak the prospect looked four years ago.
As I end those post I want those of you who dig yourself in a hole as great as mine that there is hope. You just have to work your ass off 24/7 to earn it back.
Thus, the title of this blog should no longer be "I want to be a pharmacist..." but instead "I will be a pharmacist..."