Dear Grad Schools,
Since I know you all took a careful look at my application (right?), I am sure you are all aware that my birthday is this Saturday. However, I am sure you are not aware that my past few birthdays have, well, sucked. I am determined to end this streak ASAP and in order to do so, the following is effective immediately.
I will NOT allow rejection letters on this day. This goes for any type of deliverly method including (but certainly not limited to) phone, email, po
I know people in my immediate surrounding are nice and wanting to help me with this decision of which school to attend. But it's getting too much, it really is.
Can you guys just give me a break? I really haven't made up my mind yet, okay?
I wish April is here.
So yesterday my usually reliable cell phone completely froze. I tried the usual ways of alleviating this type of situation: flipping it closed, hitting the power button, throwing it against the wall (just kidding on the last one), and nothing worked. So I went to pull the battery and couldn't get it out (keep in mind I'm sitting in my car in the dark in a CVS parking lot at the time).
I decided to forget about my phone and go run into the store like I had planned all along. As I'm walk
In my last post, I called this period the Waiting Game. I think the game that I appear to be playing now is high-stakes poker.
And today the stakes grew even larger.
My original intentions for going to Graduate School were simply to take the next step in my career, get non-California public administration experience and move to a more exciting city. What I wasn’t paying much attention to was the when. Up until last summer, I was content with the answer, “someday.” After a kick-as
It's been a while since I heard anything from schools. I've begun a series of emailing to different PIs, engaged in different conversations with PIs from my two admits so far. One reject but no big deal, the rest is... silence.
On the result page, I did see someone posting interview notices to the places I'm still waiting to hear back. I wonder what's going on.... My online applications have technical glitch or something? Seems like they are frozen in time. Hello? Anybody there?
This application season has already been quite a learning experience for me. Much to my disappointment, I was rejected from my top choice earlier this week. To add to it, since I'm abroad, my mother had to type out the rejection letter and send it to me. I'm sure it was harder for her to do it than it was for me to receive it. I was at work so I just read it before leaving for lunch and then told my boyfriend as soon as he came to pick me up. Surprisingly, I was not that upset by the news. I'm n
I posted this in the comments of another post, but I thought it should probably get its own post. Regarding my numbers and my acceptance (so far):
I am most surely proof of that(numbers aren't everything). As best as I can tell my Verbal score led them to believe that I am not, in fact, a well trained monkey. And I got a lot of feedback regarding my research experience and a "name" LOR probably did not hurt. Mostly I heard how pleased they were with my thoughtfulness, "critical analysis", "
It’s been a while since I’ve posted. I’ve taken some time off of here to complete my applications and remodel our bedroom. With the room is fixed and the applications in over a month ago, I’m back, trying to glean any clues on other’s acceptance/rejections into grad school.
It’s like I am playing some kind of like a game. Each day I get a clue of some sort: a posting on thegradcafe.com, an email confirmation that my application is complete, notice that I am next up on the admission’s c
I received my first acceptance today from the University of Utah which is the same school Ed Catmull, the President of Pixar and Disney Animation, graduated from. I'm very happy because I was rejected last year and I would guess that it was because of my missing LOR. I'm very glad that I decided to find another LOR to replace him when I did this time around. I would probably be reading a rejection letter if I didn't.
Received my second rejection today. I was about 99% sure I would be rejected from this program, but still, it kind of starts to pile on when you already have one rejection and no semblance of an acceptance.
The problem with this is how anxious I've become. You know that unsettling feeling in your stomach--sometimes excitement, sometimes nervousness, or just plan dread--that you get when something big is coming up? I'm getting that every day, nearly every hour, anytime I think about the last
It was a great visit. The department made a huge effort to be transparent and accessible and I appreciated that. It is too difficult to anonymize all the details so I will hit only the parts I feel can be of most general use:
-- Be comfortable. We walked around alot! I felt bad for some of the guys in full suits and I don't think it was necessary. A sports jacket would have been plenty. The women were mostly clued in -- all those years in heels and pantyhose makes us more discerning, i thin
When I signed up to write a blog, I figured that I would have a lot of things to write about. So far though, except for the occasional "your application is complete" email, I have heard nothing from my grad schools.
I know about four people from my undergrad who are also applying this year, 3 to PhD programs, and 1 to masters programs. Of the PhD people: one has more interviews than I can count, one has a couple interviews with a possible acceptance, and one just got accep
At the time, I never understood what my mother meant when she said that to me but now, a little older and wiser, I can relate. Sometimes things are done to us for the sake of our own wellbeing and now I think I need to take the initiative to do something for myself. In the past few weeks I have imposed limits to check my obsessive behavior concerning my application status. I did pretty well for a while and then today I logged in to every website with a status checker (except for the one school I
A lot of my schools seem to notify mid to late Feb or even into March. I don't know how I will survive.
I am forcing myself off of the computer. Which is so good for so many reasons.
I am definitely in the phase of the game where I believe I will not get into any of my schools. My GRE did not even crack 1200 (missed by 10). And they will be receiving so many applications this year. I am done for. And I am not going for a Master's alone. I have kids and that would mean uprooting them and then
I didn't give in to the freak out in my earlier post on accepting an early offer. I should be happy I'm in good shape. I even let one school know I won't be attending them, and have the other offer still waiting.
But I'm kinda back to where I was a week ago...waiting, like we all are. I should be more focused on my work at hand, doing my job, etc. but unless there is a specific task at hand I just wander back to the department website, checking email, and rechecking my CV and SOP (as i
And I have no energy whatsoever.
You may find this hard to believe but normally I am quite outgoing and upbeat.
For the past 72 hours, however, all I've been able to manage is laundry, doing my nails and playing bejeweled. Crash much?
But I've disconnected from the world and I'm prepping.
I have profiles and notes on everyone I'm to meet -- they sent an itinerary. BTW, they have me meeting every single solitary person in the department plus a couple of adjuncts and cross-dis
So a friend of mine, who I had to pep talk into applying to grad school, got accepted to Berkeley the other day.
I'm not panic-y/jealous at all. :/ In case you didn't realize, that is typed in sarcasm font.
I'm super excited to already be accepted to a school, but my dream school is still not yet in my reach. And I don't get it. I have a ton of publications, a great cv, good letters, and good grades. Where are the rest of my acceptance letters????
I started writing my statement last summer. As in, during a research fellowship that dominated almost all of my time I reserved the prime cognitive hours of 2-4 am for working on my statement.
I made calls to faculty and started my list of schools. I figured out time zones and kept phone appointments. I wrote, at least, 15 drafts of the essay through November/December.
I spent food money applying.
My friend? Wrote two drafts, applied to two schools and was admitted this week.
I wrote a whole blog entry last night about how much waiting sucks. Well, guess what happened? About 20 minutes later, one of my schools updated my status. And it was not good. And I deleted my entry.
First: who releases decisions at midnight?! (seriously, that's when it appeared.) Needless to say, I didn't have anyone to talk to (specifically my husband, who had to be up at 6am), and didn't sleep the best.
Getting a rejection sucks (yes, my name is Captain Obvious). It was from one of
I was one of them, and now the delima is--do I end this? I have 2/2 acceptances from the lower ranked schools with two more applications pending response. It's probably another month before they answer (based on previous year notifications in the results page). I got the geographic location I wanted, and it's one of the schools I've visited...so what if it's not one of the top ten in my field...it's great in related areas, smaller class sizes, and a couple research areas that I'm interested i
Finally, something from somebody. I feel like I'm a homeless puppy feeding off scraps in the trash, awaiting anyone to take me in.
A POI at the U. of Maryland emailed me to say they are reviewing applications now and I should hear something soon. Soon! Soon? Days? Weeks? Ahhh!
She also sent me a new article she's published along with someone else at UMD and someone at OSU. It is basically everything I've ever dreamed of about my future graduate career. Insects, ecology, urbanization...