So, remember how I mentioned I applied to Texas Tech?
Well, I am proud to say I will be a member of their graduate class in the Fall of 2011. I finally got into a grad school for a subject I am so ready to study and build upon.
I had a good vibe about this school once the ball start rolling on the application process. They sent me a huge package with tons of information on Lubbock, the Museum, Apartments, and local landmarks. They were great in emails, keeping up with me and replying to me quickly as possible, when other times it took days to hear from schools. That was especially shown tonight when I got the official word I got in.
So, I'm ecstatic. I found the letter online before work today and my heart almost jumped out of my chest. I called my fiance and best friend to tell them the possible news, as I wasn't sure if it was a "definite" decision. After work, I decided to email the coordinator to find out if it the decision was true. I got her email quickly which confirmed that, yes, I was indeed accepted. I told my mother I could give her an early mother's day gift. Let's just say I told her and then went screaming through the house in sheer joy.
Now you can follow the dreamer on the path to the greater dream, through grad school. Through every paper and reading to graduation. Stay with me!!
=)
Ellen
Friday, May 6, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Back to your regularly broadcasted program
Yes, I haven't posted in a little bit. I've fallen into that passive "it will get done" mood I get between working and figuring out what adult things I need to do on my days off. Sorry!.
Anyways, I will update you on my situation thus far. First of all, the first three schools I applied to (UNC Greensboro, Univ of Florida, and UC Boulder, my dream school) all rejected my applications, citing the "we couldn't take you because of x reasons and the fact we have SOOO many qualified applicants". Upset at first, but what can I do? Keep on trucking, or as Dory said, "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming".
I have currently applied to Appalachian State University and plan to apply to two more schools, Texas Tech and University of Oklahoma Online. The reason why I waited so long on Texas Tech is because I could not figure out their application process and was waiting to hear from someone. Currently, I have heard from both program advisors and they have been extremely nice. I don't know if they do not have a ton of people in their program or it is the Texas Spirit (yes, people in and from Texas could be extremely nice), but they have been very helpful and excited towards my application forthcoming. I just hope that means something good.I hope it means acceptance, although my preference is to be in North Carolina.
Currently, good news for my fiance, Joe, has finally arrived. He is studying for the American Council on Exercise (ACE) Personal Training Certification Exam to become a personal trainer. I think this is a great decision since he loves everything about physical fitness and working out. He applied for a job at the local City Recreation Center for a front desk attendant, but was told it was a closed position. However, a week ago he received a phone call asking him to come interview for a Fitness Floor Attendant position. The next day, he interviewed and got the job! This is very exciting and will be something to give him the experience he needs for future Personal Training jobs.
Both of us feel very relieved and are happy! We have always enjoyed each other, but enjoy each other even more now that we both are employed. Thank you God for answering prayers.
Other than that, I am coasting along and working on finances in order to begin paying off interest on my student loans. Bleeeehhhhh. The job is okay and it pays. I am looking forward to my trip with Amy to Islands of Adventure soon. Going to rock it!!
Later,
Ellen Mirai
Anyways, I will update you on my situation thus far. First of all, the first three schools I applied to (UNC Greensboro, Univ of Florida, and UC Boulder, my dream school) all rejected my applications, citing the "we couldn't take you because of x reasons and the fact we have SOOO many qualified applicants". Upset at first, but what can I do? Keep on trucking, or as Dory said, "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming".
I have currently applied to Appalachian State University and plan to apply to two more schools, Texas Tech and University of Oklahoma Online. The reason why I waited so long on Texas Tech is because I could not figure out their application process and was waiting to hear from someone. Currently, I have heard from both program advisors and they have been extremely nice. I don't know if they do not have a ton of people in their program or it is the Texas Spirit (yes, people in and from Texas could be extremely nice), but they have been very helpful and excited towards my application forthcoming. I just hope that means something good.I hope it means acceptance, although my preference is to be in North Carolina.
Currently, good news for my fiance, Joe, has finally arrived. He is studying for the American Council on Exercise (ACE) Personal Training Certification Exam to become a personal trainer. I think this is a great decision since he loves everything about physical fitness and working out. He applied for a job at the local City Recreation Center for a front desk attendant, but was told it was a closed position. However, a week ago he received a phone call asking him to come interview for a Fitness Floor Attendant position. The next day, he interviewed and got the job! This is very exciting and will be something to give him the experience he needs for future Personal Training jobs.
Both of us feel very relieved and are happy! We have always enjoyed each other, but enjoy each other even more now that we both are employed. Thank you God for answering prayers.
Other than that, I am coasting along and working on finances in order to begin paying off interest on my student loans. Bleeeehhhhh. The job is okay and it pays. I am looking forward to my trip with Amy to Islands of Adventure soon. Going to rock it!!
Later,
Ellen Mirai
Friday, March 11, 2011
Waiting to dream
Ugh, I got rejected by UNC Greensboro.
Not much to say. Generic letter, generic sayings. Basically, it told me that they have so many applicants that, when they choose, they are going to be uber-picky about who they choose. A girl with a 990 GRE score out of a possible 1600 will not make it in.
Yes, it was a history program with a museum studies. But, it was still a program and they still rejected me. No, I'm not giving up. Still, The all-too-familiar fear of being rejected by all schools again hangs over my head once more. It's like a gray cloud that just sits there whispering "what if they don't accept you? what will you do?"
I don't know. Plan B has such a bitter taste to it when said. I don't want Plan B, I want Plan A is what I want and will continue to want.
Take more history classes? Look for museum jobs? I don't know. History is probably more logical since I could apply for Public History much more easily, but I shouldn't have to. I feel like I'm stuck in a glass box on display. Stand still, sit pretty, and complete limited options.
Limited options is the right choice of words. Yes, I will apply to museum jobs, including the one Emily sent me. Most require that elusive master's degree, though. I feel like I'm on a hunt for a mythical creature. You see glimpses of it and hear tales from people who have attained it, but it is nowhere to be seen.
I have a few more to apply to, but right now, it's hard to stand still, look pretty, and convince myself everything's all right. Because honestly, rejection sucks big time.
--Ellen
Not much to say. Generic letter, generic sayings. Basically, it told me that they have so many applicants that, when they choose, they are going to be uber-picky about who they choose. A girl with a 990 GRE score out of a possible 1600 will not make it in.
Yes, it was a history program with a museum studies. But, it was still a program and they still rejected me. No, I'm not giving up. Still, The all-too-familiar fear of being rejected by all schools again hangs over my head once more. It's like a gray cloud that just sits there whispering "what if they don't accept you? what will you do?"
I don't know. Plan B has such a bitter taste to it when said. I don't want Plan B, I want Plan A is what I want and will continue to want.
Take more history classes? Look for museum jobs? I don't know. History is probably more logical since I could apply for Public History much more easily, but I shouldn't have to. I feel like I'm stuck in a glass box on display. Stand still, sit pretty, and complete limited options.
Limited options is the right choice of words. Yes, I will apply to museum jobs, including the one Emily sent me. Most require that elusive master's degree, though. I feel like I'm on a hunt for a mythical creature. You see glimpses of it and hear tales from people who have attained it, but it is nowhere to be seen.
I have a few more to apply to, but right now, it's hard to stand still, look pretty, and convince myself everything's all right. Because honestly, rejection sucks big time.
--Ellen
Sunday, March 6, 2011
That thing you do
I am picking up my stride of posting on this blog of mine. Yay for me! I am glad I can cover my journey to my dream of working in museums, along with all the intermediary chapters on the way. This blog is a way to update my friends and family with my progress, but I am happy to share my experience with those who are on similar journeys. Reaching your dream takes hard work and persistence. If I can give hope to my fellow compatriots, then I am happy to do so.
Why do I keep this blog? Why do I even care to share these entries with you?
It's because I am, and have always been, a writer. Creating and telling stories has been one of my passions for as long as I could remember. However, this love could not trump my penchant for anthropology and cultural studies, so I was resigned to an English Minor in college.
For a long time, I was a fiction writer. I loved creating a universe of characters who had their own struggles and defining moments. Fantasy was my topic of choice since I could make things happen that didn't exist in the real world. I've also dabbled in poetry and play writing, but fiction was always my home.
That all changed, however, when my father died. As my friend Jeremy attests, when you are a writer and someone close to you dies, all you want to do is write about the one you lost. Writing becomes more a coping mechanism and all you want to do is preserve memories. You forget about what you did before. That's what I did. I forgot fantasy fiction and wrote about my father in anyway that I could. What fiction I could write ended up as coping mechanisms disguised as stories. Every shred of my grief was poured into them and hence made me much more sensitive to criticism of the particular pieces.
Since then, I have transformed how I write. Fiction has become somewhat foreign to me. I enjoy writing about my thoughts and the effects of the world around me. Blogging helps me tell stories while I try to find my way back to the world of fiction. Blogging is my new storytelling, at least for now.
So keep enjoying the posts I bring.
--Ellen
Why do I keep this blog? Why do I even care to share these entries with you?
It's because I am, and have always been, a writer. Creating and telling stories has been one of my passions for as long as I could remember. However, this love could not trump my penchant for anthropology and cultural studies, so I was resigned to an English Minor in college.
For a long time, I was a fiction writer. I loved creating a universe of characters who had their own struggles and defining moments. Fantasy was my topic of choice since I could make things happen that didn't exist in the real world. I've also dabbled in poetry and play writing, but fiction was always my home.
That all changed, however, when my father died. As my friend Jeremy attests, when you are a writer and someone close to you dies, all you want to do is write about the one you lost. Writing becomes more a coping mechanism and all you want to do is preserve memories. You forget about what you did before. That's what I did. I forgot fantasy fiction and wrote about my father in anyway that I could. What fiction I could write ended up as coping mechanisms disguised as stories. Every shred of my grief was poured into them and hence made me much more sensitive to criticism of the particular pieces.
Since then, I have transformed how I write. Fiction has become somewhat foreign to me. I enjoy writing about my thoughts and the effects of the world around me. Blogging helps me tell stories while I try to find my way back to the world of fiction. Blogging is my new storytelling, at least for now.
So keep enjoying the posts I bring.
--Ellen
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Ticking off the checkmarks
It was about this time last year that I was a sitting hopeful, waiting for the good news from a grad school stating that they would absolutely love to have me in their program. It was during this waiting period that I fell to a folly that I wish I hadn't. I spent so much time waiting on a positive reply that would never come that I came up with short with a back up plan.
Now, I am not saying my adventure to San Antonio and time at Villa Finale was ill-spent. I loved my time at Walter's dream house, preparing all the objects for the grand opening, and seeing how he lived. Yet, I must say that I was lucky to come upon Villa Finale's need for interns and getting a job so soon after moving to San Antonio.
So, I have decided, in order to avoid this pitfall once more, I will start looking for paid internship opportunities as of now in order to create a much more solid back up plan. Mainly because if it's the experience path I have to go, I am willing to swallow my pride and take the lesser path.
I knew someone in San Antonio named Sam who worked with me at the pet store. During my station there, she was an intern at SA Zoo who achieved a dream Zoo Keeper position in the Reptile House. I remarked to a friend/coworker, Patrick, how I wish I could do something of the like; how I wished I could leave one job for my dream Museum Collections position. Patrick remarked he wished he could do that too, but how Sam had been volunteering and interning at the Zoo for years. It was just now that her patience and hardwork had paid off.
I wish and hope and pray I get into grad school. I want to go so bad. However, if that is not my destiny, I will be looking for the experience of internships to carry me through to my dream job.
Now, I am not saying my adventure to San Antonio and time at Villa Finale was ill-spent. I loved my time at Walter's dream house, preparing all the objects for the grand opening, and seeing how he lived. Yet, I must say that I was lucky to come upon Villa Finale's need for interns and getting a job so soon after moving to San Antonio.
So, I have decided, in order to avoid this pitfall once more, I will start looking for paid internship opportunities as of now in order to create a much more solid back up plan. Mainly because if it's the experience path I have to go, I am willing to swallow my pride and take the lesser path.
I knew someone in San Antonio named Sam who worked with me at the pet store. During my station there, she was an intern at SA Zoo who achieved a dream Zoo Keeper position in the Reptile House. I remarked to a friend/coworker, Patrick, how I wish I could do something of the like; how I wished I could leave one job for my dream Museum Collections position. Patrick remarked he wished he could do that too, but how Sam had been volunteering and interning at the Zoo for years. It was just now that her patience and hardwork had paid off.
I wish and hope and pray I get into grad school. I want to go so bad. However, if that is not my destiny, I will be looking for the experience of internships to carry me through to my dream job.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river
I really couldn't think of a title off the top of my head for this post and The Turners' Proud Mary is stuck in my head for some reason, sooo there you go.
I got a job. I don't think I can quite say where it is for legal reasons, but I'll just say it's a department store. I can pretty much confirm that it seems a 100 times better than the pet store job I had before. I am glad to have it, although it is not in the museum world, because right now I need money like no one's business.
Trying to tackle the financial aid essay for Appalachian State so if I got in, they'd give me money. I need to edit my statement of purpose for them as well. Texas Tech's application process for Museum Science is all over the place. Ugggghh. Have your info in one place please and have it detailed. I really don't like searching everywhere for admissions information and unclear application deadline dates. CU Boulder had it together for sure on their site.
Speaking of them, I should be hearing decisions from the first 3 soon as Tuesday will be the beginning of March, or as I like to call it, "The Month of Reckoning". I pray, pray, pray this year will be different than the last because it's honestly what I need to truly succeed in the museum world. I can work hard all I want....but people want experience PLUS a degree. I don't plan to work in retail all my life. No No NO.
I saw a shooting star tonight. I think it's the second legitimate one I've seen in my life (or at least remember). I wished for good things. Hopefully they will come true.
I got a job. I don't think I can quite say where it is for legal reasons, but I'll just say it's a department store. I can pretty much confirm that it seems a 100 times better than the pet store job I had before. I am glad to have it, although it is not in the museum world, because right now I need money like no one's business.
Trying to tackle the financial aid essay for Appalachian State so if I got in, they'd give me money. I need to edit my statement of purpose for them as well. Texas Tech's application process for Museum Science is all over the place. Ugggghh. Have your info in one place please and have it detailed. I really don't like searching everywhere for admissions information and unclear application deadline dates. CU Boulder had it together for sure on their site.
Speaking of them, I should be hearing decisions from the first 3 soon as Tuesday will be the beginning of March, or as I like to call it, "The Month of Reckoning". I pray, pray, pray this year will be different than the last because it's honestly what I need to truly succeed in the museum world. I can work hard all I want....but people want experience PLUS a degree. I don't plan to work in retail all my life. No No NO.
I saw a shooting star tonight. I think it's the second legitimate one I've seen in my life (or at least remember). I wished for good things. Hopefully they will come true.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
The best way to remember is to keep the fire alive in your heart
I admit it. There are times where I feel everything is hopeless and don't know if the uphill battle I am fighting is ever going to pay out to anything. Especially with the knowledge that the quest for grad school may end up just the same as last year and having a lot of spare time on your hands makes you think what could or might happen.
It is also admittedly hard to give everything up to your maker in hopes that he will guide you to what you hope is the right door....your door. Sometimes when it seems you do not see an answer for months, you close your eyes and begin to think all is lost. That everything you have worked for might mean nothing.
Yet, I have a simple reminder that this not true. That the fight for the dream career is worth taking on.
It is a simple letter from my father that was given to me while on a mission trip to Alaska. In it, he reminds me that I am loved by both him and family. Moreover, he reminds me why taking chances are so important. He reminds me that experience is the best thing to have, but you cannot just attain it by standing around.
It is, in a sense, a reminder that the world can be harsh, but I will always be loved. Yet, it tells me to live life day by day and to live those days fully. If God gives you a chance, you go for it, but remember to keep your head on your shoulders.
If I could see my father, I would tell him that one of his greatest gifts to me was that simple letter and the advice that came with it. I would tell him that it is also one of those things that will be a light for me in dark places, even when all other lights go out.
---Ellen
It is also admittedly hard to give everything up to your maker in hopes that he will guide you to what you hope is the right door....your door. Sometimes when it seems you do not see an answer for months, you close your eyes and begin to think all is lost. That everything you have worked for might mean nothing.
Yet, I have a simple reminder that this not true. That the fight for the dream career is worth taking on.
It is a simple letter from my father that was given to me while on a mission trip to Alaska. In it, he reminds me that I am loved by both him and family. Moreover, he reminds me why taking chances are so important. He reminds me that experience is the best thing to have, but you cannot just attain it by standing around.
It is, in a sense, a reminder that the world can be harsh, but I will always be loved. Yet, it tells me to live life day by day and to live those days fully. If God gives you a chance, you go for it, but remember to keep your head on your shoulders.
If I could see my father, I would tell him that one of his greatest gifts to me was that simple letter and the advice that came with it. I would tell him that it is also one of those things that will be a light for me in dark places, even when all other lights go out.
---Ellen
Saturday, February 5, 2011
I torture myself with food
I have this tendency to watch Food Network or shows like Top Chef, Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations, or Man vs. Food when I am super hungry. Like stomach eating itself hungry. I don't know why I torture myself, but it's something that happens on a regular basis.
Yesterday, it was Nigella Feasts on The Cooking Channel with Nigella Lawson. I think Nigella is all right. She is definitely better than G-AH-DAH De Laurentiis or Ina "I'm swimming in money" Garten on hosting for sure, but they all make food I'd like to eat happily and making "nom" noises to.
She was making some sort of dessert that had chocolate in it and looked whipped and AWESOME. Not to mention golden cornbread and, coming up, guacamole with a few other things. My stomach literally went into food rage. I was hungry before, but now it went to "HOW DARE YOU MOCK ME?!!" state of hunger. This, of course, unlocked my hypoglycemia. I rushed to the kitchen, heated up some leftovers, and changed the channel (after friend and fiance both told me to).
And this isn't just a one time occurrence. I've done it plenty of times before and will continue to do it. I just need to learn to eat before I watch them. Otherwise I see something delicious and might starting looking at my hands in hunger.
Yesterday, it was Nigella Feasts on The Cooking Channel with Nigella Lawson. I think Nigella is all right. She is definitely better than G-AH-DAH De Laurentiis or Ina "I'm swimming in money" Garten on hosting for sure, but they all make food I'd like to eat happily and making "nom" noises to.
She was making some sort of dessert that had chocolate in it and looked whipped and AWESOME. Not to mention golden cornbread and, coming up, guacamole with a few other things. My stomach literally went into food rage. I was hungry before, but now it went to "HOW DARE YOU MOCK ME?!!" state of hunger. This, of course, unlocked my hypoglycemia. I rushed to the kitchen, heated up some leftovers, and changed the channel (after friend and fiance both told me to).
And this isn't just a one time occurrence. I've done it plenty of times before and will continue to do it. I just need to learn to eat before I watch them. Otherwise I see something delicious and might starting looking at my hands in hunger.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Hoping, Wishing, Waiting
Job interview tonight for a part-time sales gig.
Applications completed for CU Boulder, UNC Greensboro, and UF.
Here's to some good luck.
Cheers,
Ellen
Applications completed for CU Boulder, UNC Greensboro, and UF.
Here's to some good luck.
Cheers,
Ellen
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Pit stops on the trail
I figure since my friend started a new blog, I needed to update mine....and keep updating it regularly.
I am back in my hometown living with my Mama. I have missed her and know she is happy to have me back cooking her meals again, going with her to the store, and watching movies with her when she is not grading stupid (and smart) kids' papers. She knows, however, that I hope for this to be a temporary stop on the trail, an intermediary chapter in a longer story. If you are on a journey of your own, you know exactly what I mean.
I applied to the University of Colorado at Boulder. I have not heard anything as of yet from them back. I hope the community college here sent the transcript on time and everything is nicely sealed and packaged in order to be read. I understand it takes a few weeks for everything to be sorted and for it to be submitted for review. I'm just ready for it to be reviewed.
University of North Carolina at Greensboro and University of Florida (repeats from last year) are up next. I've really grown to appreciate the way they (UNC Greensboro) approach preservation in a community form, treating everything with importance. I like that they see people forget the past unless we keep it alive. Guess I should have done that research more last year, but honestly, I learned more about the cause of preservation at Villa Finale than I ever did before.
I am looking for jobs. Unfortunately, this area is a little dead with the hiring, but I am determined to find a paying position. I need money like anyone else. I got things to pay and stuff I want to buy. I did do a training sim as an assessment for a bank. I just don't know if I scored high enough to be noticed. Banks and I (or anyone I'm related to) have not had a good hiring rapport, as in, they never want to hire me. I don't why; it just happens.
I'll keep the update going. Feb 1st will bring the next 2 applications, then Texas Tech and Appalachian State after that. Much to do, much to do.
--Ellen
I am back in my hometown living with my Mama. I have missed her and know she is happy to have me back cooking her meals again, going with her to the store, and watching movies with her when she is not grading stupid (and smart) kids' papers. She knows, however, that I hope for this to be a temporary stop on the trail, an intermediary chapter in a longer story. If you are on a journey of your own, you know exactly what I mean.
I applied to the University of Colorado at Boulder. I have not heard anything as of yet from them back. I hope the community college here sent the transcript on time and everything is nicely sealed and packaged in order to be read. I understand it takes a few weeks for everything to be sorted and for it to be submitted for review. I'm just ready for it to be reviewed.
University of North Carolina at Greensboro and University of Florida (repeats from last year) are up next. I've really grown to appreciate the way they (UNC Greensboro) approach preservation in a community form, treating everything with importance. I like that they see people forget the past unless we keep it alive. Guess I should have done that research more last year, but honestly, I learned more about the cause of preservation at Villa Finale than I ever did before.
I am looking for jobs. Unfortunately, this area is a little dead with the hiring, but I am determined to find a paying position. I need money like anyone else. I got things to pay and stuff I want to buy. I did do a training sim as an assessment for a bank. I just don't know if I scored high enough to be noticed. Banks and I (or anyone I'm related to) have not had a good hiring rapport, as in, they never want to hire me. I don't why; it just happens.
I'll keep the update going. Feb 1st will bring the next 2 applications, then Texas Tech and Appalachian State after that. Much to do, much to do.
--Ellen
Monday, January 3, 2011
Fresh ink starts the new sentence
And a new chapter...
My time at Villa Finale and the city of San Antonio has ended. I will miss it and not miss it. I loved and hated it. Bittersweet was my relationship.
I will miss my friends like Tobin, Katie, Tara, Erika, Farrah, and Patrick. I will miss having everything so close. I will miss getting around easier. I will not miss living next to the interstate, the sound of sirens and trains every few hours, or having roads with little to few turnlanes and sometimes poor demarcation. I enjoy the quietness of my home, seeing my mother, some of my friends and family, and the relative smallness of the city compared to my former haunts of the last 6 months. This place has nothing for my career, however, and will remain forever an intermediary chapter.
My town is beautiful, but small. Small is the word here. Unlike a big city, it has no major museums. Unlike a big city, it has no big museum jobs to try to get. This state also has no museum studies programs in it.
I must get to grad school this year.
So I am applying. I already missed one application date due to the moving process, work ending, internship ending madness i was going through at the end of 2010. I simply forgot, but I just replace that application with another school to apply to. I must keep going.
I have not missed the application date to my dream school, University of Colorado at Boulder, so that is promising. Everything is almost done for that application. I have references lined up. I want to get into that program so badly. Other school app dates are coming mostly at the beginning of February. Hectic, but I will get it done.
So the plan is to stay here until I hear back from the schools and (hopefully) have good news about where I am going. I will get a job until then to past sometime and collect some money for my sake. Jobs here, unlike the big city, are hard to come by as well. Then, when I find out, I hope to pack up early and move to the city. Get a job, get a feel for the location. Then start on my path to a graduate degree.
Hopefully God approves the plan this time.
Sleep time.
---Ellen
My time at Villa Finale and the city of San Antonio has ended. I will miss it and not miss it. I loved and hated it. Bittersweet was my relationship.
I will miss my friends like Tobin, Katie, Tara, Erika, Farrah, and Patrick. I will miss having everything so close. I will miss getting around easier. I will not miss living next to the interstate, the sound of sirens and trains every few hours, or having roads with little to few turnlanes and sometimes poor demarcation. I enjoy the quietness of my home, seeing my mother, some of my friends and family, and the relative smallness of the city compared to my former haunts of the last 6 months. This place has nothing for my career, however, and will remain forever an intermediary chapter.
My town is beautiful, but small. Small is the word here. Unlike a big city, it has no major museums. Unlike a big city, it has no big museum jobs to try to get. This state also has no museum studies programs in it.
I must get to grad school this year.
So I am applying. I already missed one application date due to the moving process, work ending, internship ending madness i was going through at the end of 2010. I simply forgot, but I just replace that application with another school to apply to. I must keep going.
I have not missed the application date to my dream school, University of Colorado at Boulder, so that is promising. Everything is almost done for that application. I have references lined up. I want to get into that program so badly. Other school app dates are coming mostly at the beginning of February. Hectic, but I will get it done.
So the plan is to stay here until I hear back from the schools and (hopefully) have good news about where I am going. I will get a job until then to past sometime and collect some money for my sake. Jobs here, unlike the big city, are hard to come by as well. Then, when I find out, I hope to pack up early and move to the city. Get a job, get a feel for the location. Then start on my path to a graduate degree.
Hopefully God approves the plan this time.
Sleep time.
---Ellen
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