My university is in the throes of “Advising”. Advising is a week and half of pure chaos in the English department. It’s impossible to register for the next semester’s classes until a student meets with their advisor. An advisor will instruct the student on which courses need to be taken in what order to ensure timely graduation.
I love advising because I am a list-maker. I go in knowing what courses I need and want to enroll in. I have the added benefit of being a Junior, and thus not yet in Graduation Panic mode. For me, advising is fun. The typically peaceful English department turns riotous as students flood through, but I enjoy the riot. I love planning, and imagining the future.
My collegiate career has been a bit…unconventional. I scored quite well on some exams in high school and came into college with a full year of transfer credits. I’ve taken 15 credits a semester and stayed on campus for the summer terms, as well. This has allowed me to double concentrate in Literature and Writing while simultaneously completing a Women’s Studies minor. Yesterday, I learned that, somehow, even though this is just my third year of school and I’m in three different programs… it seems I only have one semester’s worth of unfulfilled credits.
tl;dr: I am graduating this spring. I am graduating from college in May. This May. May 2012.
This means I have an extremely truncated timeline to apply to graduate school.
I’m the tiniest bit terrified. Even more, I’m incredibly excited.
I’d love to stay and chat about these developments. I cannot. THERE ARE A MILLION THINGS TO DO! I spent several hours talking to my advisors yesterday, and came out with a short-list of 10 schools I’ll be applying to. I need to go research my favorite programs so I can start making decisions. I need to study my enthusiastic little heart out for a little exam called the GRE…which I need to take in less than a month.
Here’s a GIF of how I feel. I’m too busy to figure out how to make it play, so you’ll have to click on it. I apologize, but I think you can forgive me given the circumstances. The “I didn’t know I was graduating this year and now I have two seconds to get into graduate school” circumstances.