And so it continues...
I posted on Facebook yesterday, but for those who haven't heard, I was not accepted into the University of Michigan's School of Information.
I'm not upset, sad, or depressed. I'm honestly disappointed more than anything. I started this endeavor shortly after Pete and I moved back to Farmington Hills. The day after my birthday I went to visit the campus. Then from there until now, it has been studying, entrance exams, essays, and applications.
Six months. Six months of work, stress, and worrying, and I get to start over again. Sigh. A bunch of people are saying that I'm better off because U of M sucks, but I think that's more the football team than anything. And I'm sure a good number of people who have said this are State fans as well. While I admit my appreciation for Wolverine football has gone up since I started this project, it had absolutely nothing to do with my pursuits for my masters. Everyone who I had spoken with about the classes offered at the university and curriculum had nothing but amazing things to say about it. When I visited the campus, everyone was nothing but polite and extremely helpful with what I was trying to do. Plus the department I would've been working in just got a whole new building and equipments, etc. So why would I want to go any place else?
I'm not giving up on going back to school, and I'm not giving up on U of M either. I plan on getting in touch with the department and finding out if there was a specific thing in particular that made them deny me admission to the program. Was it GPA? My GRE scores? Were my essays sub-par? Or was it there just wasn't enough room for me? In any case, I'm taking the holidays off to enjoy myself, get some work done at Lush, and make a bit of money. After the first of the year, I'll start researching my options. I could end up in a different school entirely, or a different program. Who knows.
The other sucky thing about this is as a result, I have no desire to put effort into any of my other projects. My desire to complete NaNoWriMo has about disappeared. I don't feel like crocheting the gifts I had been hoping to have for people for the holidays. That motivation is more or less gone. I'm sure I'll pick up some speed with NaNo and complete it before the deadline, but the crochet, meh. I'm just glad mine and Pete's honeymoon is coming up soon so I don't have the think about this much.
Sigh. Well, have a great Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for a break at the moment.
I'm not upset, sad, or depressed. I'm honestly disappointed more than anything. I started this endeavor shortly after Pete and I moved back to Farmington Hills. The day after my birthday I went to visit the campus. Then from there until now, it has been studying, entrance exams, essays, and applications.
Six months. Six months of work, stress, and worrying, and I get to start over again. Sigh. A bunch of people are saying that I'm better off because U of M sucks, but I think that's more the football team than anything. And I'm sure a good number of people who have said this are State fans as well. While I admit my appreciation for Wolverine football has gone up since I started this project, it had absolutely nothing to do with my pursuits for my masters. Everyone who I had spoken with about the classes offered at the university and curriculum had nothing but amazing things to say about it. When I visited the campus, everyone was nothing but polite and extremely helpful with what I was trying to do. Plus the department I would've been working in just got a whole new building and equipments, etc. So why would I want to go any place else?
I'm not giving up on going back to school, and I'm not giving up on U of M either. I plan on getting in touch with the department and finding out if there was a specific thing in particular that made them deny me admission to the program. Was it GPA? My GRE scores? Were my essays sub-par? Or was it there just wasn't enough room for me? In any case, I'm taking the holidays off to enjoy myself, get some work done at Lush, and make a bit of money. After the first of the year, I'll start researching my options. I could end up in a different school entirely, or a different program. Who knows.
The other sucky thing about this is as a result, I have no desire to put effort into any of my other projects. My desire to complete NaNoWriMo has about disappeared. I don't feel like crocheting the gifts I had been hoping to have for people for the holidays. That motivation is more or less gone. I'm sure I'll pick up some speed with NaNo and complete it before the deadline, but the crochet, meh. I'm just glad mine and Pete's honeymoon is coming up soon so I don't have the think about this much.
Sigh. Well, have a great Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for a break at the moment.