We arrived at another Monday. Before it leaves us, I would like to take a moment to reflect what happened today.
Today started out as a fairly typical day. I ran into my boss in the hallway and asking her whether an individual meeting was scheduled as usual. She replied yes, so I showed up at her office. The meeting came down as we were not on the same page, with this week being the third week in a roll. I felt like I was speaking calculus while she was saying greek. She insisted on whatev
As you can see, I changed the title of my blog to reflect the fact that I'm no longer gunning for only sociocultural anthropology programs. I got my last rejection this week, and though I am still technically floating well below the top of one wait list, I'm choosing to look forward and not dwell on what is likely a dead end.
Fall 2014 is done with -- Fall 2015, I'm coming for you.
The good news is that I feel better now than I did when I knew nothing about how this season would go.
It's been a while since I blogged on the gradcafe. Last time I blogged, I was in the midst of the never-ending rotation streak, and it felt like I would never manage to land anywhere in the program. My program is an umbrella program, I rotated through FOUR DIFFERENT DEPARTMENTS! Well, I did find a lab home to stay, passed my prelim and became a candidate, and now arrived in the middle of my fourth year. Many research-related ups and downs happened, projects initiated and terminated, and time wen
As much as I love my cat, my mother is quite attached to him and begged for me to let him stay with her. I figured I might as well leave him with her so he can keep her company. She's going to need it.
So, as of now, it will just be me, the boyfriend, and the pups traveling to the other coast.
I've booked my flights for admit days and I'm pretty excited. I've never been to Boston so I'm eager to explore the area.
Every day I'm just like, "wow, this is actually happening. this is f
Well, it's essentially mid-March and besides a spot on a wait list (not one of the top 5, sadly) I've got nothing else to show for this application cycle. Despite my utter failure, I've been feeling optimistic (when I'm not feeling anxious and upset, so maybe like 1/4 optimistic, 3/4 freaked out?) about next year. With a better topic, possible publications and maybe even an NDSEG fellowship (very slim dream chance!), I could be a real contender at some top programs. It is up to me to get there,
It would appear that my dreams were indeed accurate! Dreamt about a rejection from Stanford and got rejected from Stanford....dreamt about an acceptance from HGSE and I just found out I was admitted into the HGSE TIE program! AHHHHH!
The official freak out begins!
Where am I going to live? How am I going to pay for everything? What's my financial aid? How am I going to tell everyone at work?
I didn't even tell my mom I was applying! Now I need to tell her I'm moving across the cou
I've finally reached the end of this roller coaster called Graduate Application Season.
I will be attending my top-choice university in a department that I didn't apply to with a professor that was never my main POI. After recruitment, it was a whirlwind of switching advisors, departments, funding nominations, etc. Things change, but they can be for the better. I will be working toward a dual-Ph.D. in Forestry and Ecology, and I couldn't be more excited. My new advisor's research interests
I know for sure now that I won't be attending Stanford's Learning, Design, and Technology program.
I can't say I'm too shocked or hurt. I knew it was a long shot, and truth be told, my heart wasn't that set on the program.
I am really hoping for HGSE.
Last night I actually had a dream that I checked my email and saw the rejection email from Stanford. Today that's exactly what happened.
A few weeks ago I had a dream that I received an acceptance email from HGSE. What's crazy
Here are some pictures of Walter (the puppy I got a few weeks back) and his recent adventures. Gordie makes a few appearances as well. And nope, these guys are not related to each other:
I know it could be any time between this week and the end of the month that I hear back from the programs I applied to.
I've been trying to keep busy but I've been going nuts. I don't like to read into things but I find it crazy that my boyfriend and I both had
I know a handful of us are prepared to apply next year, and I'm wondering what people are thinking regarding their strategies. I'm changing my topic (extending my MA research) but that's not a very radical shift for me, given my proposed topic (very different from my current work) is what I believe to have harpooned my 2014 chances.
In terms of serious changes in plans, I'm not going to be applying to JUST anthropology programs next time around. My BA is interdisciplinary from a top SLAC, a
Folks, I think I figured it out.
I look at the people who are in programs and doing things I want to do. Fuzzy Suessian, Resurgence(ZN), etc and I notice a particular thing they have in common.
They’re all above 200 internet/reputation points.
THAT’S what you turn these in for, an acceptance! I dunno how the adcomms figure out who is who but they’re sneaky… good thing you have me here to keep them honest.
Muwahahaha all I need to do now is post more puppy pics and I’ll be in
I've always had such a hard time maintaining a work out regimen while going to school/working. I don't like getting up super early, so working out before work/school never happens. By the time I'm done with work/school, I'm too exhausted to go.
BUT I AM MAKING CHANGES.
Granted it's only been a week but I've been going to the gym 5 days now, and don't people say it takes 21 times for a habit to form? So if I keep at it, eventually it'll become a habit. Or so I'm hoping.
Today I joined the ranks of the many wonderful people who have been rejected from a school.
We plenty, we miserable plenty, we band of rejects;
For y’all today that sheds your tears with me
Shall be my peer; be us ne’er so naive,
This day shall gentle our condition;
And the accepted in programs now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their research cheap whiles any speaks
That w‘er rejected with us upon Saint Valentine’s day.
It has been a long time since I've even come onto the grad café. Moving to London and starting grad school has really taken any free time I used to have to just surf the web and engulfed it, but I am incredibly happy about that.
First term has finished and I am now progressing into my second round of courses before I hit the heavy 4 months of dissertation writing that is to come in the spring. I'm more excited about finally getting to do some research but also nervous about the prospect of
It's been a long while since I've blogged; I've been slacking. It's been an interesting couple of weeks. In late January I got accepted to UC Davis, which was one of my top choices!!! I'll be visiting later this month. I was really worried about my GPA, which killed my application last time. Well... small sigh of relief.
I'm thinking about questions to ask on my visit... but in reality the person is pretty well known in my field and is very comfortable having her research an
The day started off great. We had breakfast in the hotel, went to lunch with one of the program directors, and then toured the town with grad students. Later, we went to a hockey game and had dinner with grad students in the next town over.
Then, for reasons I cannot divulge, I fell out of love with parts of the program. I saw a very dark and disturbing side that I had not expected. For that reason, now I am considering another school that I have an interview with in a few weeks.
I received my first official rejection today. I also didn't receive an interview at my top choice and I've been unofficially rejected by the anthropology department at my current university. The caliber of these programs and my fit with their faculty make me think that I have good reason to believe I will be shut out this year.
Before I was feeling sorry for myself. I was feeling helpless. I didn't know what to do. My backup plan (an MPH) was just deemed "useless" by an authority on pub
Today was great. I woke up at the equivalent of 3:30AM in my timezone and headed out with a group of other applicants from the department. We got really fancy portfolios with printouts of each professor's research, our personalized itineraries, and some promotional magazines. Then, we had an informational session, during which we got an overview of the departments housed by the larger department we were interviewing in.
After that, we had a group meeting with the director to ask questions,
In the wake of my last post (the first of many admissions-related emotional breakdowns, I'm afraid) I realized: why sulk alone when we can sulk together? We're all going through versions of the same process, so there's no need to be shy. And there's also nothing worse than having someone say "It's going to be OK!" when all you want to do is wallow in the misery, even if just for a little while. Admissions is life or death! Well, it feels like it.
With that, what is your favorite sulking rou
It's been a while since my last entry, though not for lack of interest on my part. On the contrary, it's just that there's been no news to report.
That is, until today.
I didn't actually get any news today in the traditional sense, though 2 acceptances to one of my programs were posted on the results board. That's one implied rejection.
The other is more complicated and a lot worse. To make a long story short, I saw the short list at one of my schools and I wasn't on it. I wasn't