I'M ACCEPTED.

I'm accepted to LASALLE and offered a 60% tuition cover by the government of Singapore. All I have to deal with is $9.300 left and two other scholarships to apply. If I succeed, I won't have to worry about the tuition fee and living cost. When I read the offer letter, I felt supremely happy. It happened the moment I expected the least: I just finished my dumplings and soymilk for breakfast. Though the full scholarship program can't happen this year, I believe I can manage to afford to study in Singapore. I want to do this myself so I can come to my father and tell him this very good news as a gift, nothing else but a gift. After all these years of taking care of me, fixing my problems, getting disappointment from my past rebellous life, he deserves peacefulness. I failed the chance when my mother was still alive. I remember in her sick bed, she looked at me sadly and said she regretted letting me go to work too soon. She wondered how I could be by myself without a mother and how much a job could change the person I was, from a cheerful child to a constantly worried young adult. The time has finally arrived. I will fight for the last scholarships and make this my first big accomplishment. I've longed for my father's happy tears and his warm hug for so long. Everything I'm doing is for my parents. I hope if my mother can see me now, she'll be proud of who I've become. I'm still crying, partially happy and partially afraid of losing it for money. My shirt is soaking wet of my rheum. But I will be fine because I have a supportive family by my side, a gift in making clothes and this foolishly strong belief. There's nothing can stop me now. I'll make sure of it.