Acceptance..

With the wedding, birthdays and everything else going on, I almost forgot to mention that I got incredible news last Friday. Something that I'm sincerely very proud of.. I was accepted into the grad program at the only school I applied to, UCF - my Alma Mater!

Check out this baby!

Truth be told, I kind of distanced myself from the whole idea of going back to school because in my heart of hearts I was certain that I wasn't going to get in. I couldn't stomach the rejection so I decided to just pretend that it was no longer one of my goals.

I'm so happy that I even took the chance by taking the GRE and applying. It's something I typically don't do because I have an unwavering fear of rejection. It's definitely something that I'm working on, but it doesn't go away overnight. 

Now it's time to start planning how to pay for it. Boy do I wish I could get a scholarship or  some kind of assistance that doesn't require me to take out more loans since I'll be paying off the ones I already have until 2021.. not exaggerating. 

Oh well, for now I'm just going to be proud. Proud that I tried, proud that I got in and proud that I'm accomplishing things that I always wanted to, yet never believed I could actually do.