So last summer I applied to GWU graduate school for Public Admin. This was also around the same time that I applied to Pace University in NYU for Publishing. Anyhow, I applied to both and hadn’t heard back from neither school by October. So in an effort to relieve myself of some stress I called to get an answer.
Let me make something clear that Pace University has been my number one choice since my sophomore year in undergrad. I didn’t develop a liking to public admin until I joined AmeriCorps.
Back to the story, so one day after work I called Pace to find out if I gotten accepted. It had taken so long that I started to dismiss the idea that I would ever get in. I also didn’t think that highly about it because it has one of the best Publishing programs in the country which makes it very competitive. Anyway, so I called and got someone on the phone. I asked when were decision letters going to be sent out and the woman asked for my name and social security number then told me to hold. (I guess at some point I should say that Im in a public library while making this call, huh?)
As I’m on hold so many thoughts are running through my mind. Most of them are the different ways that they are going to say why I didn’t get in. Others are what in the hell am I going to do with my life if I don’t get in. I could go back to being a waitress, or I could become a nanny, I could go back to South Korea and teach. Yeah…that sounds like the better plan. I refuse to be stuck in her not doing things that I want to do. I start to go to far in my random thinking so I bring myself back and concentrate on the crappy music the play while your on hold. (Did I also mention that I hate being on hold for more than 1 minute?)
The woman came back to the phone and said, “Miss Ingram, is looks as if they have just made a decision and…” (I feel like I am going to piss my pants at this point.) “…you have been accepted to the Masters in Publishing Program for the Fall of 2012.” Out of shock, disbelief and plain ole ignorance I say, “Shut up!” Now, I know that was a bad response but you have to understand where I’m coming from. I was expecting this woman to tell me that I didn’t get in. I was prepared for rejection. I didn’t have a reaction ready if I were to be accepted. My next move was that I just started crying. Haha typical….
After I asked the woman 2 more times if she was sure that I got in I was finally convinced that I wasn’t being lied to. I got off the phone, packed my things and left the library. There was now way I would be able to function with that news. No way! I left the library, made all my important calls and then cried again. I was just left in shock. I couldnt believe that something I felt impossible became undeniably possible.
Now for the past few months I have just been waiting for time to pass by and prepare myself for this new life. Then I realized that I had forgotten that I applied to GWU. At this point I didn’t really care to know if I had been accepted or not. I mean I was accepted into my number pick, nothing else mattered. But in the back of my mind I wanted to know if I got in. Ironically a few days after I was thinking about this I received an email from GWU informing me that a decision was made. So, I log into my account and click on the decision button. Up pops a letter stating that I did not get in. Now, normally I would be bummed about not getting in. But I was elated! When I read that letter it just made me want to be in NY ever more than before.
This may be difficult for people to understand but for a long time I have wanted to be in this program. I have wanted nothing more than this. To be in NY and work in a field that I am most passionate about. And now that I get to live my dream and start taking the steps to my future and towards my goals, I will let nothing or no one stop me from getting there. I know that in August my life will change and Im ready for it. I just hope its ready for me.
peace
nikki
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