So fall is coming. Awesome. It means tolerable weather, leaves changing, a wardrobe that includes more pockets. One thing it hasn’t meant for the past 3 years is returning to school.
Yay, right? Well, actually no. Call me a nerd, but I love school. Something about that academic setting makes my heart flutter and gets me all weak in the knees. I wasn’t even a 4.0 student… not close. But I love learning — I just can’t get enough.
So now that I’m entering this third year of educational hiatus… I’m getting twitchy. It’s time to change this. Working at the University helped. I was still surrounded by all that research and stuff. But it was an unfortunately unhealthy situation, and I had to get out.
My goal? Grad school.
I know. I know. Haven’t we heard this before? Record on repeat? But I’m determined! I’m going to get my act together. The deadline for my first choice school is November 1. I’m still looking at MFA in Creative Writing programs. I might consider something else, but the (main) program I’m applying to is probably the closest to a perfect fit for me that I could ever dream of finding — AND it’s still in Chicago.
I have to go for it. Even if it means bringing all my portfolio and application stuff to the bar with me for all those hours I end up spending there anyway.