Dear Grad School Friends,
How did you survive the dreaded “waiting game?” So far have endured one interview wherein I burst into tears halfway* and then will fly across the country for one more interview in two weeks (!!!!) from the dream school and – and – AND…I don’t wanna cry! I dooooon’t wanna crrrrry! Should hear back from schools by April at the latest.
I have lots of respect for you all and I miss all of you terribly as, seems to be the case with most of my friends, you are all scattered across the world being intelligent adventurous mofos. I am one proud mama jamma.
*Hey, they asked me personal questions. According to Gigi, “they might as well asked u to strip and bend over so they could see to ur core.” Girlfriend ain’t lyin’. That ish had me so stressed I needed a drink afterward to calm down. And, no, I am not being overdramatic.