2007-03-06

the waiting is the hardest part.

Life is dragging on. Well, maybe it isn't as bad as all that, but I'm bored and playing the academic waiting game. I've heard back from two schools: one hit, one miss. I'm not that upset about the miss because I wasn't too sure about attending a private university and there wasn't really someone there that I wanted to work with--I was more interested in not having to move and the big funding package that comes from a university with a big endowment. I'm worried though, because my only hit so far is a five hour car ride from here, so even though it is in-state, it would mean trying to work somehting out with Paddy. He's been great about it so far, but, I'm scared. I'd rather us not talk about it too much until I have all the information, because I get myself all worked up about hypotheticals. I also don't know the details of my acceptance, because I only got an email from the dean, not the paperwork from the department. The other two schools that I am waiting on are closer, but one isn't nearly as good as the school I already got accepted into. Maybe it will all work out the way I want, but I don't know that it will. The wait is excrutiating.

I haven't worked in over a week, so that is really, really stressful, but it happens every once in a while when you temp. And then I start freaking out about paying my rent and feeling bad that I can't get a real job. It's funny becuase things will be going well for a while, then just when you get complacent, you are forced to remember why you can't spend a dime. Because the next week there might be a whole lot of nothing.

xanthium at 9:43 a.m.

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