my cute embolism

Dream ~ everybody knew about it. My next progress is pharmacy. I don’t know where it came from. I love pharmacy so much, and I know my mother loved it too so much. It started when I and my friend got a daily test in my school. It was shocked when I see my score. Oh my God! I can get asthma when I see my bad score but I felt so charm when I see my chemistry score. It was 98! It’s a good score for me. It can make me smile. It can make me feel so strong. I got my lost passion again when I see my chemistry score. But that’s not over. When you got support from your family and your mate, it will make you feel so sure you can reach your dream. And that’s what I feel now. My mate and my family support my dream, but how about myself? Am I sure? If I want to study pharmacy, it means that I must go to another city to reach it and you know what? It means that I will separate with my family and of course my parents. Oh my god! How can? I can’t live far from my parents, especially with my condition now. Since I got sick in my embolism, I think I can’t live far from my parents. And my parents think like it too. They don’t support me full. They still think about my life in other city. Can I manage myself alone? Can I? I think I can’t but I must can. Oh please god! Give me a bright solution *-) please god :$