She wanted to graduate. She wanted a degree so bad as fast as she could because she just wanted to be able to tell people that she graduated. And she would have something that her parents can be proud of. Unconsciously, she’s still stupidly hoping for their praise like a little kindergarten waiting for a soft pat on the head with the words “very good” from her parents. But she never did her best in the process and she doesn’t even try to deny that fact. It can’t be helped since she never wanted that course.
She suddenly woke up from a dream and realized she wanted to study again. But this time, she wanted to take a course she really wanted. But she let it pass thinking it was just one of selfish thought she dreamed of like wanting a Homme Ducan doll. One day, a friend gave her a list of courses available in their college. As she browsed through the pages one after the other, her eyes stopped in the middle and saw that course she wanted to take. Her heart suddenly felt heavy. She closed her eyes and tried to avoid it yet the thought of it haunts her and she felt really bothered.
To gain what she desires, she needs to give up a lot of things. She understand this more than anyone else because she knows that sacrifices are what fuels perseverance to mold dreams into reality. Despite it, she doesn’t know what to do. Frankly, she’s afraid to make sacrifices. She grew frightened for what might happen. What if, in the end, it was all in vain?
She wanted it so bad but she does not have the courage to do what she wanted.