Coming to the home stretch before notification I'm feeling better about grad school than I have over the course of my application process. It looks like we'll be getting a decision in a week (or two) and I'm more excited than nervous.
The excitement comes not from finding out if I've been accepted or not, but where my mind is at the end of this process. I've always had a general idea of what I wanted to do with my life, a vague point of destination somewhere far down the line. Then I started
I started this blog a little late in my application process and haven't had the chance to go back and recount all my application ups and downs... but here's the short of it:
I'm applying to Harvard Graduate School of Education, Arts in Education (and only Harvard). My GRE scores are a bit lower than the Harvard average, my experience is sort of education adjacent, but my statement of purpose (I've been told) is amazing, and my letters of reccomendation all made me cry (in a good way). However
Let's face it; no matter how much you study, how much you obsess, or how high your grades are sometimes that's just not what it's about. I am a firm believer in passion and commitment getting you to wherever you want to go. I know if I keep trying and keep an open mind, I'll get there. Even if "there" happens to be Harvard, which in my case it is. I have never been big on "academia". The intimidating and inaccessible stigma the word holds is part of the reason I decided (at 12) that someday I wo