It’s been a pretty awesome week. I’m pretty excited to share this. I got accepted into my first choice school to start in September 2015!
Since I’m almost done upgrading the classes I needed to apply to school, I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about what I want to do. I had narrowed it down to a few things, but I still wasn’t sure. I did lots of research into the different programs, how long they’d take, how much it would cost, and what my chances were of getting a related job after graduating. Surprisingly, I don’t remember this being nearly as nerve-wracking when I got my first degree. I guess I was more confident in my choice back then.
I finally decided on a few different programs and applied at my first choice. It’s a two year kinesiology diploma. It has a more official title, but I can never remember it. I applied the first week of December as soon as admission opened for the program. I wanted to get in there right away to make sure my chances were good. Being waitlisted would have been a huge bummer.
Since schools shut down over Christmas I knew it was going to take awhile. I was waiting for transcripts from the university I attended 10 years ago, and they said that they’re busiest times were at the end of the semester, right when I requested them. It was really hard to wait.
Fast forward to a couple weeks ago when I got an email from the school I’d applied to that they’d finally gotten all the documents they needed to make a decision and would now be looking at my application. I was really excited knowing I wouldn’t have to wait much longer, but at the same time I was seriously nervous. I was trying not to get my hopes up. I didn’t want to make a potential disappointment even harder.
Then Wednesday I finally got the email that I had been waiting for. The first word I saw when I opened it up was “welcome”, and I knew I was in! I had a huge smile and my face and sighed a big sigh. After two long months of waiting I finally found out that I had been accepted.
I stopped by the school yesterday to drop off my offer of acceptance and give them a deposit. It was pretty cool to be walking around campus, knowing that in September I’ll be a student there. I can’t wait.
Getting accepted has been a long time coming. The summer of 2013 I started thinking about going back to school. I started upgrading some high school classes in August 2013 that I knew I would need to apply, but didn’t take back in high school. I’m still doing a math class, so it’s been a long 20 months. There have been lots of moments where I was sure I’d never figure out how redox reactions worked or how to do stoichiometry, but now that I know I’ll be starting school in September it feels like all that work has been worth it.
I know I’ll be doing something this weekend to celebrate. Getting into school has been a long time coming.
What’s the last piece of good news that you’ve gotten?