Am I totally mad, or am I just merely ambitious?

I am starting to think that I can really be a professional dancer, if I go for an interview with the dance instructors (I heard that there was such a thing) and pass the interview, I can start my training.

How ironic, when my condition isn't improving, and I have that desire because I see how perfect my dance instructors are, even though they hurt us sometimes, and I do hate how I am in awe of them so much. I want to dance, and I have been starting to practice the basics for a while. Maybe that will help me, and maybe I'm just ambitious and know what I want to do in my life. I know that I want to dance, not study hard and be a government official or get some high paying job. 

Yet that is what my mom wants, and I have also decided that what she said does not count, I am going to be a dancer anyway, and somehow the fact that I'm not healthy enough for that seems to be forgotten.

And I just keep remembering how BoA quit school to be a singer, she was as young as me as she debuted, and she was so successful. Somehow I think I can succeed (of course I'm not thinking of quitting school, though I really hate school) with hard work though I really don't have talent in dancing. But I think of the dance instructors-didn't they start out like that?