Jan 28, 2006 18:31
I was told this week by the head of graduate admissions to the Dept of Earth Sciences that I would have no problem getting into the PhD program at Florida International University. He's mailing my reprints - whatever those are. He also suggested, if I could raise my verbal GRE score ~200 points, that I might reap the benefits of the Presidential Fellowship. So I am looking into that, and looking into my old GRE study book and flash cards I made back before my heart was crushed. Not that the latter has anything to do with it. Just a bittersweet memory I associate with the timing of that test.
The head of admissions also said that FIU would partially fund a trip down there for me, so I can see the campus, meet the people, "get acquainted with the greater Miami area," and narrow down my interests in geology. I am somewhat ecstatic about the prospect of being in Miami next fall. I am more so terrified. So much that my stomach lurches when I think about it. And I don't think it's the medication anymore. I am just plain terrified.