Celebrate Good Times C'Mon!

So after 5 days of nail biting and fielding the q 3 hourly calls from my mother seeking "updates" I finally broke down and called the admissions office. I spoke with one of the directors whom I met when I was in Toronto for my interview. He said, "is there a drum roll in the background?"

"Let me see if you are on the regrets list...hmmm...no no I don't see you on the regrets list...Congratulations! They are offering you a seat!"

I was unconvinced, "Double check and make sure I am not on the list by my first instead of last name".

He laughed, "No no, I just opened the offers list and here I see your name in capital letters!"

And with that I realised my goal. It has been literally years and years in the making.

I never really believed that I would ever be capable of getting accepted. It took me 9 years to get up the courage to try those pre requisite courses again, after dropping out of chem and physics in my second year of university. I can still vividly remember being on the pay phone with my mother after my devastating physics midterm, crying and telling her I'd never be a doctor all because of physics--and feeling sooo frustrated and that the world was completely unjust as a result of that fact.

That memory makes me smile now.

So Jerry and I began drinking bubbly at about 1600h. We lounged around and went for dinner at this wonderful restaurant in town which uses as many local ingredients as possible--spectacular food. He told our server what we were celebrating and when the black forest cake (my absolute favorite dessert in the world because it was my birthday cake every year when I was a child) arrived there was the scrawled "Congratulations" on the plate. I had to take a photo, Jerry wouldn't let me use my camera so I did it a bit more stealthily with my phone (no flash). I couldn't resist!

It was pretty much a perfect day.