Decision

12Mar09

I was fifteen when I first stumbled upon it, without any intent whatsoever I might add, and had simply decided to dismiss it after a couple of minutes, but not before looking practically stricken with awe at its imposing campus. Or rather, the picture of its imposing campus. Yet I convinced myself that it was just another one of those little fantasies which I had, another one of those unachievable prospects that I so happen to set my eyes on. And so I moved on. But it stuck to me nonetheless.

What initially seemed surreal, unreachable; became realistic, possible, just two years later. I jumped at this chance, of course; I applied to it without a second thought. And let’s just include the cliched “It was (considerably) beyond my wildest dreams” line just for the sake of it.

A few weeks later, I received a reply.

An interim decision – with a condition. Satisfy it, and then, possibly, probably, hopefully, there’d be an offer waiting. I was given a few days to reply, and today, as of now, I have one day left. Say yes, and I’d be one step closer; say no, and I’d be.. well, very, very much further away. Two years ago, I would’ve leaped at this given chance. But now, I’m not going to. Not anymore.

I’ve decided to let it go.

After much deliberation, mind you. I’ve found better, and I can only hope the other university replies me soon, with an offer. I guess you could call it a risk. But I’ve decided to take it anyway.

Goodbye, Glasgow. And wish me luck.

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How melodramatic, psh.

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