Just a warning.
Feb. 15th, 2009 11:36 amTake everything I say in the next week or so with a grain of salt. In four days, Jaime and I are heading up to UF for Ph.D. recruitment, and I'm vacillating between extreme excitement and crippling nerves. I'm sure when I'm actually there it'll be fun and informative and comfortable, but I'm the type to fret, so right now, I'm fretting. Oh, how I'm fretting. Jaime keeps reminding me that I don't have to know everything going in - learning is what school is FOR. That doesn't stop me from freaking out at deficiencies in my knowledge, though.
In my moments of clarity, I know I can handle this. I was completely honest on my application, and (if I may boast for a moment) they said I was one of the top applicants. That has to mean something. I know I'll do well.
The rest of the time? OHGODFLAILPRESSURE!
So. Yeah. Don't mind me. I'll be in the corner swaying and reading textbooks.
In my moments of clarity, I know I can handle this. I was completely honest on my application, and (if I may boast for a moment) they said I was one of the top applicants. That has to mean something. I know I'll do well.
The rest of the time? OHGODFLAILPRESSURE!
So. Yeah. Don't mind me. I'll be in the corner swaying and reading textbooks.