Dear sister:
I hope this doesn't come at a bad time. I've been thinking a lot lately, and I wanted to share some of those thoughts with you.
Time feels too short to waste on things that don't matter. My thirties are approaching, and I want to make them count — not just for myself, but also to be a good son. There's an old saying: a life without dreams is like a sail without a compass. I'm ambitious, maybe even aggressive, in my desire to change my circumstances. But I need your help to pave the way.
Lately, my mood has been dark. The shadow of these days has wrapped my world in grey. There are too many choices: civil service exam, postgraduate study, finding a job — what should I do? I chose English as my major because I thought it would be practical. But if I go to graduate school for English, I'd have to do research on linguistics or education. That's not what I really want. I love writing, literature, interpretation — always have, since I was young. I'm more of a words-and-papers person.
I've been thinking about this for a long time. Finally, I've decided to go abroad for a master's degree. I know several Australian universities offer translation programs, and that's exactly what I want. From what I've read on forums, a master's in translation requires IELTS scores above 6.5. I think I can pass that, maybe even score higher. The problem is money. My mother can't afford the tuition. I've never believed in fate — I think it's an illusion that leads people in the wrong direction. I want to change my destiny and give my mother a happy life. I refuse to become a coward who can't handle the pressure.
So — can you give me a hand?
I heard you're planning to buy a house for your parents. It sounds like you're doing well financially. Maybe you could think about helping me in a few months. I'd really appreciate it.
xxl & cf
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