Apr. 17th, 2009
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Apr. 17th, 2009 03:17 pmDespite my wish to quit life, the universe has said, "Whoa, Liz. The game isn't over yet."
I woke up this morning (okay, noon, but I don't work today and I was up doing absolutely fuck all on the internet), crawled in and out of the shower, and then sat down to check my e-mail. I have an e-mail from the lady who heads the program I applied for at Brooklyn College, bam, she wants to set up a phone interview. In my state of COMPLETE AND UTTER SHOCK I begin to putter around the house, wandering back to my computer every now and then to answer IMs from
thinkatory and
sleepyjeans to assure them I haven't died of the shock. So I go out to get the mail, and there are two letters from Columbia and SUNY. The OTHER two schools I haven't heard from.
They were small letters, and I thought okay, they don't send small letters to people who they've accepted. But I open them anyway and Columbia told me no (fine), but SUNY outright offered me admission. MORE SHOCK.
Then I started crying because a) something is finally going right, b) New York is a long ways away, and c) I am on the rag so everything is making me cry (but no migraines this month yet!). And I finally calm down because of those two Brooklyn is my first choice (I haven't heard very complimentary things about SUNY's program, but it's on Long Island so I thought a little New York was better than no New York) and, dude, they haven't offered me anything yet. As usual, I'm getting ahead of myself.
And then I started laughing like a complete loon because I realized I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY. SUNY offered partial tuition scholarship at the in-state rate and they'll help me establish residency but I STILL DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY AND I STILL ONLY HAVE ONE JOB AND I'M CRAP AT MONEY. LOOOL oh god I'm starting again. Hysteria, god I'm having fun.
I need a hug.
I woke up this morning (okay, noon, but I don't work today and I was up doing absolutely fuck all on the internet), crawled in and out of the shower, and then sat down to check my e-mail. I have an e-mail from the lady who heads the program I applied for at Brooklyn College, bam, she wants to set up a phone interview. In my state of COMPLETE AND UTTER SHOCK I begin to putter around the house, wandering back to my computer every now and then to answer IMs from
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They were small letters, and I thought okay, they don't send small letters to people who they've accepted. But I open them anyway and Columbia told me no (fine), but SUNY outright offered me admission. MORE SHOCK.
Then I started crying because a) something is finally going right, b) New York is a long ways away, and c) I am on the rag so everything is making me cry (but no migraines this month yet!). And I finally calm down because of those two Brooklyn is my first choice (I haven't heard very complimentary things about SUNY's program, but it's on Long Island so I thought a little New York was better than no New York) and, dude, they haven't offered me anything yet. As usual, I'm getting ahead of myself.
And then I started laughing like a complete loon because I realized I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY. SUNY offered partial tuition scholarship at the in-state rate and they'll help me establish residency but I STILL DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY AND I STILL ONLY HAVE ONE JOB AND I'M CRAP AT MONEY. LOOOL oh god I'm starting again. Hysteria, god I'm having fun.
I need a hug.