I've always been a little bit neurotic, but there's something about that waiting period between application and result that really puts the cherry on the already-overfrosted cake.
I still remember the two months between submitting my undergrad application and hearing about my acceptance. I whiled away my free hours on College Confidential doing everything within my power to make myself feel even more anxious about a situation that was now out of my control.
Waiting to hear back from grad schools is much the same, only instead of College Confidential it's TGC and SDN, and I have something as addictive and panic-inducing as the results survey to spice up my constant, lingering low-level anxiety. What if I mislabeled an SOP, despite checking each file three times before uploading, and now Harvard is wondering why I felt the need to inform them that Yale is most definitely the number one place for me? What if I should have addressed that one red flag on my application in my statement instead of just asking my letter-writers to do it? After all, they could have forgotten.
What if, what if, what if.
You know what, enough 'what if'-ing. I should probably do something productive with my life.
I work best when I have projects and deadlines laid out for myself, so I'm going to assign a few right now:
1) I will finish a novel. I'm working on three right now, so I suppose that means I'll have to pick one, but there you have it. It's going to happen.
2) I will practice piano every day for a decent period of time. Was originally gonna say I'd go running every day, but then I was in a car accident and now I'm banned from exercise for the next month.
3) I will apply to Oxford's M.Sc. Neuroscience program.
4) I will start this paper I'm co-authoring with my adviser.
5) I will continue running my honors thesis.
What about you? How do you plan to make the days and weeks pass in a non-insanity inducing manner?