First off, the day started off extremely frustrating given that I had received an email from two programs saying they haven't received my actual department applications. I then spent the next 3 hours checking, re-filling stuff out, checking again, and then finally submitting these department applications. They did receive all the other parts of the application so I guess I should be a little more optimistic. Ultimately, I have come to the conclusion I hate two part applications. Truthfully though, I feel a little relieved given that at least I found about this before their given deadlines.
Speaking of optimism, I definitely feel like I need to hang out with more optimistic people. I am truthfully sick of people, most of my family and friends, saying that I am just avoiding the workforce by going to grad school. It's like people haven't been listening to anything I have said for the past 25 years. On the bright side though, my former department is extremely supportive. Professors who I barely know have emailed me asking if I needed help with anything with the whole process. My mom also has always really pushed me so really I think without that little bit of support the whole process would be almost unbearable.
Finally, a little less than a month and I will start hearing my results. In all honesty, I think I am more terrified than anything. I asked the magic 8 ball on my phone and it has said, "without a doubt" when I asked if I will get in somewhere, so maybe we will finally be able to see if it is true that the magic 8 ball never lies.
Lastly, I wanted to comment on this blog overall. My blog is completely informal and truthfully half the time in jibberish, and I think really this I think shows i am more human in a way. Really, a GRE score or CGPA don't define who I am, it may help admission committees make decisions on my prospects, but really there is so much more to life than this whole process.