Feb 22, 2005 23:14
Last time I wrote I finishing up medical school applications and heading back to school for my senior year. Now in my second semester of senior year I still have no idea where I'll be next year. I try to brush it off, but it is beginning to bother me. Today I took some time looking into master's of public health programs and the Peace Corps. The idea of 3 additional years on my education irks me for some reason, even if I was to spend it doing something I've been interested in for a long time. One of the most interesting programs I found was at Tulane in New Orleans. The first year would be there with the following 2 years in the Peace Corps. I like that's it's all combined and you learn material that will be useful in the field. At the same time, however, going so far from home for such a long time scares me. I don't really know why it does, since I rarely go home now, and I have no interest in moving back home in the near future. I guess it has more to do with it being a big risk. I'm not the most daring person when it comes to putting myself into an entirely different situation. At the same time, I realize that taking some risks is worthwhile. I think I'm going to at least apply. The hard part would come in the case that I do get into school. I could defer and go for it, or I could just go to school like I planned. If I did everything, it would be a lot of years, but I don't have anything to keep from doing it. In the end I know I would come out better for the experience.
That said, this year has been a strange one. I've spent senior year being more social then I'd thought possible. Somehow I still get all the work done. How I don't know. It's strange too to see your friends get accepted to grad school, graduate, student teach, get engaged. It's as if real life somehow starts after this. I don't know where mine begins, for now I'm pretty happy with college. I wish I could stick around a little bit longer.