I'm graduating in May. This is completely surreal, as I've been in and our of college now for six years. I may be receiving a Bachelor's in what most people consider a completely useless subject, but it's one that's made me happy.
I'm at a point where I'm sitting around, waiting to hear back from graduate schools, and hoping that I get accepted into a Master's program. There are only two local programs, and I've applied to both, as my husband's not really interested in moving. This wasn't an easy decision for me, but he's not likely to find a job in his field much outside the area, and his happiness is important to me.
I'm hopeful, but dreading rejection.
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