I have to tell you guys, I’m getting a little nervous. About my future.
Wow, hold on, it sounds so dramatic when I put it like that. Let me be more specific: I’m getting nervous about my grad school applications.
I’ve known for a while that I wanted to go back to grad school. I took my GREs back in July (and you all were super supportive – thank you!), and have narrowed it down to three programs that I think would really fit my interests. Hell, I’ve even made a dent in my personal statement which, for me, may be one of the most difficult things to write.
(You know – I don’t want to be too informal, but I definitely don’t want to come off as pretentious. And I want to sell myself, without sounding like I’m trying to sell myself. Life’s tough.)
In any case, like I said, I’ve narrowed it down. But that may be the problem. From the advice I’ve gotten, I should be keeping my options far more open than that. I should be applying to multiple programs, all across the country – anywhere from five to ten or more, not just the three that I love. Although, if I’m being honest, of those three programs there’s only one that I actually love. The other two I just like a whole lot.
And aside from that, I really don’t have a Plan B.
I’ve been so focused on the requirements for Plan A (and A2 and A3), that it’s taken me a while to realize that this won’t be like undergrad college applications. Back then, I applied to one school – early decision. I only had two backup applications – neither of which were ever sent out.
I knew what I wanted; I went after it – blinders on; and, very very luckily, it all panned out. What are the odds of that happening again?
After work today, I’m headed off to a grad school open house, where several different schools will be represented – each having similar programs to my Plan A. If only to increase my chances of getting in to grad school, I’ll be trying my hardest to keep an open mind. But I can already feel the blinders setting in.
So maybe it’s time to start thinking about a Plan B – just in case I’m not so lucky this time.
That is, of course, if I can get these stupid blinders off. Uh…can I get an extra hand, here?