Resurrection

If it works for teenage girls, perhaps it will work for me. . .


Dear Diary,

Today, I write to you from application limbo. We are now in the 9th month of this (probably) 13 month process. All interviews are done - it is out of my hands, for now.

The hardest part about it is that everyone has their opinions, and many share them freely. Except for Hayley. She doesn't. . . well, she does, but it goes like this: "Colorado would be fun, Rockford is cold, but the program is very interesting and Mizzou. . . you said it was a good fit, so. . ." This is actually very similar to my opinions, which means that her input only worked to reinforce my uncertainty.

Of course, none of these opinoins matter yet. As of now, I am still only accepted to SLU and U of I. Not doing U of I if it's not RMED, so there really is no limbo - no decision to be made right now. It's all in my head.

But it IS in my head, and I can't get it out.

I LOVE Colorado. Ten days after the interview and I'm still on a Rocky Mountain High. I can't help but hope that I'll get that phone call next week - even if it is half a country away.

I remember my impressions of Missouri. The camaraderie there, the learning environment, the sexy hospital and gadgets.

RMED feels like home. As annoying and archaic as U of I and the state of Illinois are, I could tolerate them for the sake of RMED.

Alas, limbo proceeds. . .