So, I recruited a housemate to join me on a trek to my prospective Uni, and schlepped a pile of transcripts and associated paperwork to the counseling office on Friday.
We talked over my academic work, and I came away feeling like I have a good shot at actually becoming a student there this fall.
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Which let loose a logjam inside me that I didn't quite know was there, holding in a lot of academic excitement and glee about being a college student again. We wandered around the library and student union and bookstore, and the whole time I felt this great glee-bubble swelling in my chest.
By the time I woke up and logged in the next morning, I was furiously investigating graduate programs so as to better know how to wind up there in a year or two. I can't stop thinking about it, now - about good grades and dean's lists and awesome opportunities that can be mine.
I have a short list of grad schools to apply to. I have never done that before, I've always just taken a guess at who I thought would accept me and applied to that one place. If everything goes according to plan in the next two weeks, a whole world of awesome is about to unlock for me. I'm so excited!
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