So some updates:
1.) Women's Studies is where it's at! I grew some ovaries and told my advisor and guess what...she was completely chill about it! I should have known, I mean really, she's awesome.
1a.) What kind of potential grad student describes someone as "chill"...probably shouldn't add that in my ps
2.) Personal Statement Blues is a SERIOUS condition! If you find yourself in the PSB you need to seek help immediately, do not attempt to fight this on your own. I speak from experience seeing as I JUST finished a complete draft at Denny's a few nights ago. I've had so many people look at it in the past day or two it's ridiculous! Now it's in the hands of a psych prof that has had seven years experience on an admissions committee, plus she's the type of person that doesn't give two shits about anyone else's feeling when she's criticizing them. I know this is what I need and it needs to be ripped apart by her instead of an admissions committee, but I'm still terrified. She'll be looking at it tomorrow and I'll be back tell you my woes of never wanting write another word again. I just hope my ego can survive the massacre enough to rebuild the statement...
3.) Did I mention I graduate in 9 days? Oh I guess I did, well before those 9 days fly right by I have between 50 and 60 pages to write for my three classes and independent study. I'M. GOING. TO. DIE. Normally I wouldn't think 50-60 is that bad, but in a week?
So, caffeine is a wonderful thing. Last week I didn't sleep from Sunday night to Friday...papers, presentations and pissy professors (OH MY!). Once again I was told by a doctor that I wasn't allowed to have caffeine anymore. I don't know how these people got their degrees! Honestly, if I tell you that I'm trying to get into grad school, you should know that caffeine is a major food group to me!
This whole no caffeine thing came up about this time last year...I had four pots and blood vessels exploded in my eye during final. It wasn't a huge deal or anything, just looked like someone stabbed my eye with a needle a few dozen times. There was no permanent damage so I really didn't see what everyone was freaking out about.
I can't stand when professors say things like "Jess, I'm worried about you" or "You really need to sleep"...um well stop giving me huge papers to write and tell your colleagues to do the same, there's your solution!
Anyway, back to the matter at hand, rolling admissions.
As always, I have managed to put everything off until the last minute. Drexel was a no go. I know, its disappointing. I had a half assed personal statement and my grades just weren't good enough, not that they suck, but then again it was Drexel.
Side Note: When the spellcheck on here tried to correct "Drexel" they suggested I meant Durex...not exactly, but I'm glad someone is getting some (Switch brands dude! Durex sucks!)
I've finally set my mind on Women's Studies. Currently I would kill to get into EMU (Eastern Michigan University) Honestly, I would. I even told this to one of the counselors at work the other day. He said he'd help me hide the bodies (that's the kind of boss I need lol). I'm also applying to Towson in Maryland.
Funny story about Towson. The president of my current university went to Towson. Not only did she go there, but she taught there, was a dean there and created their theater program. Now being the outspoken person I am...I tend to yell at our president...A LOT. In fact once last year I told her I was ashamed of her and this university and that I was disgusted with her administration. You would think she would hate me, but no, for some reason this woman LOVES me! She can't sing my praises enough and it blows my mind. Sometimes I think she's bluffing, but no she legit loves me. Well, she offered to write me a recommendation for Towson and "make a few calls". How many people can say that their president knows them well enough to write them a recommendation? I'm guessing not that many.
Rolling Admissions are a beautiful thing. It allows me to have as many freak outs as I need to have to get everything done. The only thing is, I want to get my applications in now. This whole process is so draining! Once again referring to my History of Witches class, we learned about something called "ducking" the other day. This is when you throw an accused witch into a lake or some other body of water. If she floats, she's a witch, so you burn her to death. If she drowns she was innocent and the townspeople fucked up. Some consolation to the poor woman you just drowned! The grad school application process is like ducking. If you sink and don't make it then you fail. If you make it, you're only tortured more later on with theses and dissertations and all of that nonsense. Somehow this seems like something worthwhile to those of us on this quest...
One more cheesy quote, then i promise I'm done for the day: "Pick me, choose me, love me!" Meredith Grey, summing up the grad school application process, how cute.
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