decisions, decisions
I finally decided on Columbia for grad school-- I'm sending in my "no, thanks" to Rutgers as we speak. As excited as I am, I'm also freaked out by how this reality is going to change my life in such a short period of time. Abby and I and my lil bro (hopefully) will be getting a place in JC soon, and I'll become a commuter, "lil me in the big ol' city," a grad student in bigger debt than before. I know that I was pretty much born 40, responsible, etc. but big changes always make me wish I could just go home and have someone else pay the bills, make lunch, drive me places and make sure I've taken the SAT's and written my college essay. My parents are moving down the Virginia really soon too, and the safety net is going with them. Sometimes I really wish there were someone to tell me definitively that I'm making the right choices and that everything will be okay.
And then I think that my independence is way too high a price to pay for that kind of security. At least I have a choice, right? I mean, honestly, I'm not the type of person to go about saying "oh woe is me! I can't decide between two really good schools and soon I'll have to move out of my comfort zone and take my awesome gf and quickly becoming awesome lil bro with me on a brand new adventure." Oh how sad.
So I guess after all the rambling, this is my official announcement: I'm starting at Columbia in the fall and moving sometime before that. All that means, really, is that I'm asking forgiveness in advance for being difficult to reach and hang out with. Please, sometime before all this craziness begins, gimme a call and come over and I'll cook and Abby will man the bar and we'll have some really good times :-)
And then I think that my independence is way too high a price to pay for that kind of security. At least I have a choice, right? I mean, honestly, I'm not the type of person to go about saying "oh woe is me! I can't decide between two really good schools and soon I'll have to move out of my comfort zone and take my awesome gf and quickly becoming awesome lil bro with me on a brand new adventure." Oh how sad.
So I guess after all the rambling, this is my official announcement: I'm starting at Columbia in the fall and moving sometime before that. All that means, really, is that I'm asking forgiveness in advance for being difficult to reach and hang out with. Please, sometime before all this craziness begins, gimme a call and come over and I'll cook and Abby will man the bar and we'll have some really good times :-)