Irrititational Fear #673

[KreacherKeeper]

So, last night at 4:32 in the morning according to my alarm clock I woke up completely convinced that I had applied to school and SPELLED MY OWN NAME WRONG. Now, unfortunately, this is not completely without precedent. When I was in 9th grade, writing the PSAT I had to fill out those bubble things (I am old) carefully tracking down the alphabet to fill in the bubble letters representing my name. When I got it back, my family got a huge laugh at the girl who scored well, but couldn't get her name right!

So, like I said, 4:32 this morning I wake up convinced, I will never, ever, get into my first choice program, because I spelled my name wrong. So, I get out of bed, look up all my printed copies and spend the next hour and half looking for typos (and I found one or two questionable commas and an awkward sentence I would have changed now.

Is anyone else having panic moments during the wait game?

Edited February 27, 2011 by KreacherKeeper

[mssyAK]

I'm starting to send out emails requesting visits for my whirlwind tour of east coast schools, and I had a nightmare last night that I sent a template email with the wrong school title. As in, "Dear Columbia AdCom, I am excited about visiting NYU." I think my dream-self was calm, all things considered. I distinctly remember thinking that I could safely cross one school off my worry list.

[The Dudester]

I'm still worried about being an impostor. Everyone is going to laugh at me and my quaint ideas.

[newms]

I'm still worried about being an impostor. Everyone is going to laugh at me and my quaint ideas.

I think everyone in academia goes through this at some point - I know I have. You find yourself surrounded by all these brilliant people and wonder what could they ever want with or see in me?

[hopelesslypostmodern]

I'm still worried about being an impostor. Everyone is going to laugh at me and my quaint ideas.

THIS. My life summed up in two sentences.

[everygirl]

I'm worried about failing out and having to move back home, to my tongue clucking mother who says I should've never moved away at all, didn't she tell me I don't do well away from family? (I moved out, but I'm only an hour away from my parents.)

I'm worried about quitting my very stable, unionized, good-for-my-age position at the government to chase a dream.

I'm worried about not making any friends in a city I've never been to before.

I'm worried that the other kids will think I'm stupid and shouldn't be there. And try to shove me into a locker.

I'm worried that the professors will be cold and think I have nothing to offer.

I'M WORRIED ABOUT NOT GETTING IN ANY WHERE AT ALL, MAKING ALL OF THE ABOVE MOOT.

[KreacherKeeper]

I'm worried about failing out and having to move back home, to my tongue clucking mother who says I should've never moved away at all, didn't she tell me I don't do well away from family? (I moved out, but I'm only an hour away from my parents.)

I'm worried about quitting my very stable, unionized, good-for-my-age position at the government to chase a dream.

I'm worried about not making any friends in a city I've never been to before.

I'm worried that the other kids will think I'm stupid and shouldn't be there. And try to shove me into a locker.

I'm worried that the professors will be cold and think I have nothing to offer.

I'M WORRIED ABOUT NOT GETTING IN ANY WHERE AT ALL, MAKING ALL OF THE ABOVE MOOT.

I am so right with you, down to the 'what if they push me over on the first day and steal my supercool eco-friendly lunchbox' or worse, what if I am eating a packed lunch in my supercool lunch box that my Mom made me on the sofa of my childhood home because I can neither get a job or get into a grad program!