whateverneveram3n

I'm currently downing a beer in hopes it will actually help keep me from tossing and turning for three solid hours before falling asleep tonight. ... Only now that I see that written before me do I realize how honestly off-kilter I am right now...eek. :|

I'd rather stay in the work force than study at a program I wasn't thrilled about, hell yeah. And I hear Toronto is a great town, too; I don't blame you for wanting to stay there if you've got a good job.

uh, how is that not offensive?

That's crazy they're keeping you waiting so long, considering all the circumstances. I would write the grad coordinator and ask what's up. Best of luck!

...and right back at you. I hope your schools hurry the eff up and give you some (hopefully positive, of course) resolution asap!

No, not offended; no worries. (I didn't even really read your post as freaking out, and wasn't really talking about you--I've read/heard more a lot more angsty things from lots of other people who already have admits somewhere.) I'm only saying: I can't empathize. My rational brain can put two-and-two together and deduce that humans like having all ends tied up, but in my completely self-absorbed current state, a rational admission that you have a right to feel how you feel is about all I'm capable of right now. I hope that's still worth something anyway...

I can't even empathize with those in the process who at least have one admit. I really don't understand why anybody would be freaking out after receiving an offer of admission. At least you know you going SOMEWHERE. Try not having any idea what you're doing with the next five years of your life; none at all. Honest to god, the second I get (if I get) an admit, I'm going to be sleeping like a baby. Won't even notice I haven't heard from the other remaining school yet.

I think it's better to write the grad admissions or department coordinator. Usually program websites will tell you the proper address to direct such inquiries to.

Dear whateverneveram3n, We regret to inform you that we cannot offer you admission to our mathematics program. Your intended collaboration with the physics department is, to put it lightly, extremely dangerous. We are very jealous types and probably wouldn't be able to handle not having you all to ourselves. And we simply do not have the funding for the lawsuits that would inevitably arise from our incessant physical, telephone, and electronic stalking of you. Best regards, group of people you've never met deciding your fate

0. name: see sidebar 1. number of years you've applied: this is round two 2. number of schools applied to: five 3. number of rejections so far: three 4. what do you think went wrong? realizing half-way through the process that actually I'm a better fit for an applied math program 5. will you apply next year? nope 6. if yes, how will you improve your app? if no, why not? because I was recently turned down for a promotion at work that I was told I would've had if I "wasn't planning on grad school in the fall". i'm not going to screw over my earnings like that for another full year, especially in this economy. 7. what will you do in your off year/the rest of your life? beats me. maybe go work for a quant financial company and at least comfort myself with an eventually sweet salary. i've always found economics to be interesting anyway.

That is good info. I just checked to see when the spring breaks are for each of my remaining prospective schools. Looks like they both take spring break next week. So here's hoping they both decide to finish "taking out the trash" (as someone humorously put it on another thread) before they all go on break. :| I just want to know already...

best of luck to you, fellow physics-math department hopper. =)

actually the technical term is "I lovermont". maybe you've seen one or two of those t-shirts on the other side of the lake? I will go kick some asses for you if they do.

can't really decide if that's more rude or more weird. surely a lot of both.

this reminds me of that song: "well it's been a, lo-oong december..." The happy part is that line ends saying maybe this year will be better than the last. One can hope. =)

wow... I think, the only prudent response to such a horrible joke, is to respond with something like: "Well, actually guys, I've been meaning to talk to you about this. I'm gay."

=( ...I feel the same way about myself right now.

I'm so impatient I'm practically to the point where I might call my remaining schools and tell them "eff you, I'm not interested anymore", just to end the process and get on with my life.

another one? sorry, dude. I wish I had more to offer than simply telling you I understand how you feel!

and girls!

So you mean...our generation are the victims of our own awesomeness?? ... I don't know how I feel about that.

Do you think your boss would be interested in a little contract work? I could sure use a collage of blue "FAIL" marked email print-outs.

bahaha...thanks for that uplifting remark.

guys, I think we've really got the makings of a new website here... one more for procrastination's sake (before I scurry back to work...sigh): im in ur inbox, askin ma status

Haha, just tell me where and when the weekly meetings are, and I'm so there.