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So I've decided to apply to Valdosta State University for their library science program in the fall. I'm finally nearing the end of my never-ending undergraduate program; I just need to take two online classes this spring and I should be done. Which means I'm going to have to hurry up and finish applying to Valdosta, because the application deadline is March 15th.
I've forgotten just how horrible it is to apply to college. I've been doing a lot of applying these past few weeks: applying to Georgia Perimeter as a transient student for one final math class, applying to the distance learning program at UGA for one final Spanish class, and now, Valdosta. I'm going to have to visit Milledgeville soon, so that I can score some letters of recommendation. My English professors are not going to be pleased. Marty told me last semester that I really ought to be applying to creative writing programs, but that's just not where my interest lies anymore. I can't see myself teaching creative writing at a college. All I've wanted these past few years is to get a MLS already so that I can freaking get on with my life. Right now, Richard's finishing up his master's program at UGA. He should be done after a summer session. Valdosta's library science program has many online classes, which is great, because I have no idea where we're going to live next August. I'm still looking for a full-time job here, though I've got a part-time job at the Athens public library. Richard might have to take a job in Atlanta once he graduates. I'd still love to get a house of our very own, but I have absolutely no idea where it would be located.
Just tonight, Richard suggested that we use just a little, little bit of my inheritance money to go on a road trip, after he graduates and before I begin my classes. I would so love to do that, to finally get the chance to drive to the West Coast and see the Pacific. We could camp at national parks along the way, get to see Redwood and Yellowstone. This is something that I've always wanted to do, and it makes me so happy that he was the one who brought up the idea. I could use an adventure. I may never get the chance to travel the renfest circuit like I dreamed about for so many years, the way Jess and Erin and Sarah got to. But maybe on our roadtrip, we could at least stop by a few faires, just to see something different that just the Georgia faire. I don't even know if I'm going to be able to work at Georgia this year. Now that Phyllis is dead, I'm kind of out of a job.
I've forgotten just how horrible it is to apply to college. I've been doing a lot of applying these past few weeks: applying to Georgia Perimeter as a transient student for one final math class, applying to the distance learning program at UGA for one final Spanish class, and now, Valdosta. I'm going to have to visit Milledgeville soon, so that I can score some letters of recommendation. My English professors are not going to be pleased. Marty told me last semester that I really ought to be applying to creative writing programs, but that's just not where my interest lies anymore. I can't see myself teaching creative writing at a college. All I've wanted these past few years is to get a MLS already so that I can freaking get on with my life. Right now, Richard's finishing up his master's program at UGA. He should be done after a summer session. Valdosta's library science program has many online classes, which is great, because I have no idea where we're going to live next August. I'm still looking for a full-time job here, though I've got a part-time job at the Athens public library. Richard might have to take a job in Atlanta once he graduates. I'd still love to get a house of our very own, but I have absolutely no idea where it would be located.
Just tonight, Richard suggested that we use just a little, little bit of my inheritance money to go on a road trip, after he graduates and before I begin my classes. I would so love to do that, to finally get the chance to drive to the West Coast and see the Pacific. We could camp at national parks along the way, get to see Redwood and Yellowstone. This is something that I've always wanted to do, and it makes me so happy that he was the one who brought up the idea. I could use an adventure. I may never get the chance to travel the renfest circuit like I dreamed about for so many years, the way Jess and Erin and Sarah got to. But maybe on our roadtrip, we could at least stop by a few faires, just to see something different that just the Georgia faire. I don't even know if I'm going to be able to work at Georgia this year. Now that Phyllis is dead, I'm kind of out of a job.