The wait is over!!
I was beginning to freak out. Just ask any one of my friends. In the middle of March, I literally started googling “acceptance to grad school” stumbled across this blog about Grad School Purgatory
and her positive story about receiving her acceptance helped for maybe 5 minutes before my mind continued to race about what ifs, what if I don’ts.
I submitted my application for graduate studies at the University of British Columbia back in November after working on my Statement of Interest since August (I know, I was intense). Considering UBC was the only school I applied to, to pursue my Masters of Science in Nursing, I kinda really wanted to get in. More than kinda really, more like if I didn’t get in I would probably question many of my life choices. I had been using positive talk about my acceptance and hypothetical life in Vancouver for quite a long time now, and if I didn’t get in, then I would have just looked like an idiot, talking about a life that literally was not happening.
But alas –
After an exhausting drive back home from Sudbury, traveling in a car for 10 hours in only a day in a half I was ready to just chill with my dog for 5 minutes. One of the things about driving for a prolonged period of time is the lack of wifi, which can be a blessing or a curse. Considering my Gmail account only updates with emails when I am in wifi, the moment I entered the house and took off my jacket a slew of emails flooded my inbox. One notification after another.
I am sure you can imagine my elated disbelief when one of the emails that flooded my Gmail was my acceptance to study full time at UBC for a Masters of Science in Nursing. Commence the ugly joyful weeping, making it look like someone died. I am an emotional person, and for those who have seen my NCLEX passing letter video, you will know I am an ugly crier (if you haven’t, then maybe I will post it). For all of five minutes, I was on my knees weeping, alone, with my dog Bailey looking very confused about my well being. I am sure you can picture it now.
So now the real fun begins: how to not be jobless and homeless in the most expensive city in Canada. If any of you have suggestions or tips about this process, feel free to contact me.