Do you know that feeling? When you push yourself to jump through hoops and it actually pays off? I totally have that feeling.
For those of you who have read my past posts about the GRE, you know I've had my sights on Graduate School. Let me tell you, the GRE is the first hoop (and the second if you are also required to take the subject test). Then once you've decided which schools to apply to, the application process is just as brutal. Each University wants a different version of a Statement of Purpose, and some want a separate essay concerning who you are as a person.
If you're looking for a better option than student loans to cover the high cost of Graduate School, especially if applying out-of-state, then you'll need to be aware of the extremely early deadlines for the applications. If you are seeking a Fellowship or an Assistantship, it may not be enough to simply meet the early deadline; you may be required to submit a special form stating that you are seeking one or both of the above. Considering schools in any state except Michigan, I opted for this route, and once each school received my application I felt relief, but I knew it still wasn't over.
Most schools require three letters of recommendation, usually from professors or instructors you've had the pleasure of working with during your undergraduate career. Although I had previously asked three professors in the mathematics department, who all gladly agreed, to compose letters on my behalf, the applications I submitted were not complete until their letters were in the hands of those who would decide my fate. I sent many e-mails, and even made some phone calls, checking in to ensure my applications would make the deadline.
Some were late and some on-time, but it was out of my hands. I can say these last few months of waiting have been difficult. I do not know the process my applications underwent, but they must have been read by many eyes. Out of the five schools I applied to, one school replied with a, "Thanks, but no thanks," three schools said, "Congratulations! We'd love to have you attend," and one school has yet to say anything.
Focusing on the three possibilities, this week the decision has been made. If you knew me, then you'd know that I've been spending much of my free-time researching the three schools more closely. Looking into the cities in which they reside, including the community, climate, and future opportunities. Yet somehow none of these were the deciding factor. In fact, all that time I spent researching was almost a waste. You see, I didn't choose a school, a school chose me.
I was officially offered a Graduate Teaching Assistantship at Montana State University. Who could pass up an offer like that? I'm extremely happy I pushed myself and made it to this moment, knowing that it was all worth it. Now it's just a matter of working out the details that come along with moving to a place I've never been. I think I'll put that off for a few days, and simply bask in the glory.
