I’m not sure why I’m posting this here, rather than in my private blog. Perhaps it’s because I feel obligated to keep a running record of my activities vis-a-vis grad school applications here — it is, after all, my “writing activities” blog. It’s the final push towards the end of my application process, and I oh-so-desperately hope that I get in!
So far I’ve submitted 5/7 applications (I turned in SFSU’s tonight) , and have two more to go before Tuesday (though actually, I plan to submit them on Monday; I don’t want a repeat of the UMich situation – even though in the end, they were merciful and allowed me to submit a paper application instead). Today was a rather productive day in terms of future-oriented stuff. I’m applying for a teaching fellowship position at Citizen Schools as an option in case I decide to hold off a year on the whole MFA thing (I have to admit, it’s a pretty exciting program, and not only do is there a high chance that I may not get into any grad school right away, inexperienced poet that I am, but even if I get into a program that I’m only “bleh” on, it might even be better to really take two years off, teach, intern and study education through Citizen Schools, and join a writing community in Boston so that I’ll have some time to grow as both a person and a writer before applying again). Today, I received word that I’m making progress in the application process – I had an enjoyable phone interview over Christmas break, and this afternoon, the C.S. Redwood City campus called me to schedule a time for the next part of the process: a campus visit and an in-person interview. Funnily enough, my visit to the Redwood City site will actually be the second time in a month that I’ll have set foot in the Sequoia district, since I’m going into Summit (one of the schools I’ve worked with for the past two years through my involvement as outreach director of SMUNC) the week before the interview to help the kids out with a committee simulation and procedural training session. My visits to Summit have generated some of my fondest Model UN-related memories at Stanford – I will really miss the kids next year.
But back to the day’s activities – I spent the morning completing my UMass Amherst teaching assistantship application and sent it out around 1 pm, after which I ate lunch and went to the mall to buy a present for my secret santa recipient (my “de facto” draw group friends and i did a gift exchange this year, instead of each girl having to buy presents for everyone else – a brilliant idea on A.’s part, if you ask me, because it’s so much nicer to be able to focus on buying one nice gift for a specific person than fretting about how to buy 6 gifts that will still be meaningful without being cheapo). While at the mall, I received the call from C.S. and settled on picking out a nice little Berlin moleskine for my German-crazy friend (she’s a linguistics major and just got into a very prestigious graduate translation program, and is in love with Berlin – she spent six months there last year and hopes to return during this spring and summer). After I returned from Bible study leaders’ meeting, the seven of us had a nice dinner in Manz Dining (per my request – the other option was Wilbur Dining and I am SO sick of Wilbur food…), discussed the progress of our various post-graduation plans (among us, we have 1 med school applicant, 1 PhD applicant, 1 m.a. applicant, 1 m.f.a. applicant, 1 language school applicant, and 2 future med school applications who are taking a year off after graduation to do research and apply to med school), and commiserated about the shortness of our remaining time together (at least four of the girls are graduating a quarter early). E., who is a habitual journaler, was super-pleased with the concept of her Berlin notebook (the idea is that one writes in one’s own favorite restaurants, culture hot spots, etc. to create a personalized tourbook), but even more so with its handy little included maps and conversion tables. D. gave me a set of magnetic poetry, which was absolutely the perfect gift and which I’m contemplating giving a little face time on this blog in the future in the form of weekly found-word poem segments – an idea I’ll tinker with later, when I’m finished this mess of applications. (It was a particularly thoughtful gift, as when I visited her this summer I was in a funky period of persistent writers’ block, and although she meant the magnetic poetry more as a cute, jokey-type gift, poetry exercises actually help me quite a lot when I’m in a creativity hole, so the set will be getting a lot of use in the future, I can predict).
After dinner, L. and I retired to E. and T.’s room to chat and work on my SFSU application, and when they went to bed, I hauled my butt out here, to the student union, where I finished and submitted the app. (It’s such a good feeling, having one more out of the way). Mmmmm. I will miss my college friends dearly when we all grow up and go away to live our various lives (which, frighteningly enough, is not too far in the future!)