If I do get to go to school, and if I am accepted to PIBS, I'll probably have to go to the bathroom to cry between every class because I'll be so happy. The challenges don't matter to me. I'll take them. If I'm teased, or bruised, or a bit behind, or a slow-poke on the stairs, or if I have to work really hard, it will all be for the better. I'll do it all happily because I want to go so badly. I'll try to be as careful as I can to avoid getting bruises. If I am behind and have to catch up, I'll do it. I've done it many times before and I can do it again. Whatever I have to do, I will get it done. If I get overwhelmed I will ask for help, and I will listen. My discipline, dedication, strength and perseverance will enable me to succeed in my intentions of flattering the success rate of the PIBS program. I will not fail or disappoint you or me. Going to school and being in PIBS means too much to me to waste, it would be a fantasy brought to life.