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It has been a while since I've written here. I really hate Sunday afternoon realizations that I have failed to finish all of my tasks for the weekend and have no chance of doing so in the next 10 hours. If the procrastination-o-meter is high enough that I resort to updating LJ, it is a sure fact that I'm really rockin' out.
I think I'm going to Cornell in the fall. Still going to go to my interview at Wisconsin (just because they are an excellent program as well and why not check it out just in case) but I'm totally obsessed with Ithaca, my future advisors there, the faculty, the current students, the other prospectives... can't think of anywhere that would be more perfect. Perhaps the most beautiful part of it all is that I was utterly and completely honest with them: I told them that I'm not really sure what I want to do and apparently that is okay.
And here in Portland, there is plenty of wonderfulness to enjoy for not very much longer. Graduation in about two and a half months and I'm done with Palatine Hill Road and all that is associated. Which simply is not true: I won't be done with the fabulous people here, won't be done with the advisors who have spent so much time changing my life, won't be done with visiting this fabulous town. And I suppose that if I have to leave my beloved Pacific Northwest to get the best graduate education, moving to the New York boonies to a Bellingham-esque town on a huge lake with an overeducated population is probably the way to go.
And this summer: it is going to be wild. Sudamerica with some of the favorite compadres, to slip around on the mud in the rainforest and trek a bit of the Andes, maybe hit the beach for a bit. And Tanzania... back to this crazy, beautiful place that is a recurring theme in my life for the past few years. And back to this phenomenal amount of biodiversity in Lake Tanganyika that I'm quite incapable of wrapping my head around. Maybe another summer of staring at all of those fish and snails and wondering how the world works will help with that, but I'm in no hurry to have the answers to these silly/nerdy science questions that could keep me up at night... there is plenty of time for that in the future. I swear, one of these days I am going to get better at going home more often.
I think I'm going to Cornell in the fall. Still going to go to my interview at Wisconsin (just because they are an excellent program as well and why not check it out just in case) but I'm totally obsessed with Ithaca, my future advisors there, the faculty, the current students, the other prospectives... can't think of anywhere that would be more perfect. Perhaps the most beautiful part of it all is that I was utterly and completely honest with them: I told them that I'm not really sure what I want to do and apparently that is okay.
And here in Portland, there is plenty of wonderfulness to enjoy for not very much longer. Graduation in about two and a half months and I'm done with Palatine Hill Road and all that is associated. Which simply is not true: I won't be done with the fabulous people here, won't be done with the advisors who have spent so much time changing my life, won't be done with visiting this fabulous town. And I suppose that if I have to leave my beloved Pacific Northwest to get the best graduate education, moving to the New York boonies to a Bellingham-esque town on a huge lake with an overeducated population is probably the way to go.
And this summer: it is going to be wild. Sudamerica with some of the favorite compadres, to slip around on the mud in the rainforest and trek a bit of the Andes, maybe hit the beach for a bit. And Tanzania... back to this crazy, beautiful place that is a recurring theme in my life for the past few years. And back to this phenomenal amount of biodiversity in Lake Tanganyika that I'm quite incapable of wrapping my head around. Maybe another summer of staring at all of those fish and snails and wondering how the world works will help with that, but I'm in no hurry to have the answers to these silly/nerdy science questions that could keep me up at night... there is plenty of time for that in the future. I swear, one of these days I am going to get better at going home more often.