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Ugh. I can't believe I woke up forty-four hours ago. The first forty-one werre just dandy...
Okay, so not exactly. What did happen is that in those forty-two hours I read around 700-900 pages, wrote eighteen pages, wasted a lot of time, ate a couple meals, took a stat exam, and got rejected by two more grad schools, bringing the tally to oh and three.
And then, coming back from dinner after the final essay had been dropped in its box, I was greeted by an e-mail from the dept. head offering me a spot in the U Chicago Statistics M.S. program. Dudes, chicks: I am going to grad school, and it will be here. I was so stoked that the news alone probably propelled me through the rest of the evening.
My apologies if I spend the next few days crowing.
Okay, so not exactly. What did happen is that in those forty-two hours I read around 700-900 pages, wrote eighteen pages, wasted a lot of time, ate a couple meals, took a stat exam, and got rejected by two more grad schools, bringing the tally to oh and three.
And then, coming back from dinner after the final essay had been dropped in its box, I was greeted by an e-mail from the dept. head offering me a spot in the U Chicago Statistics M.S. program. Dudes, chicks: I am going to grad school, and it will be here. I was so stoked that the news alone probably propelled me through the rest of the evening.
My apologies if I spend the next few days crowing.