See Me Fly

The university I wish to attend (located in another country, precisely) has an acceptance rate of 7.6%. I have had 99% of people I know tell me that it will be impossible for me to get in a) because of it's location in another country; b) because my grades are not up to par; c) because I'm simply not 'that talented'.

Well, forget you and your words of hatred and your disbelief.

Forget you and your non-support of my dreams.

Forget you and your sharp edges that are bound to cut my soul to smithereens.

Forget you and your harsh looks of disapproval.

I am the little engine that could, climbing up a metaphorically steep track that is essentially missing a few spikes and boards here and there.

But this little engine will make it all the way, until it gets over the hill and coasts into it's dream.

I'm getting into that school if it kills me.