The New School logo on the small envelope jumped out at me when I reached into our mail slot to gather today's haul of junk mail.
"Alright, so I'm rejected," I thought to myself as I grabbed it. "At least I can eat the fucking Mars bar already."
I decided to open it in the hallway of the building. This was not such a great idea, as when I read, "I am happy to inform you that you have been wait listed for the concentration in Nonfiction for the Fall 2008 semester," I started jumping up and down. Had someone turned the corner, I might have knocked her over. I skipped through the lobby. At least I didn't squeal until I went into my apartment and shut the door.
Next order of business: attack Mars. Sure, I technically still have no idea if I'll be attending an MFA program in the fall (the wait list is active until June 30), but I wasn't outright rejected. A celebration of caramel, chocolate, and nougat was definitely in order. Especially after I ate a little sandwich bag that I packed with baby carrots, then noticed the insect in it as I was throwing the "empty" baggie away. Healthy is, like, sooooo overrated. And, according to the Mars bar wrapper, Mars bars are, "Suitable for Vegetarians," so everyone except those uptight vegans can indulge. :) Mmmmmm....
Now, back to waiting.
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c'mon! insects are totally healthy for you. chock full o' protein!
ReplyDeletecongratulations! sooo excited for you that you finally got a response, any response, but especially an encouraging one. that's what uw-madison did to me, but i'd already settled on iowa (since they gave me money to teach. gah, that was so long ago!)
I hate to say Mother Knows Best, but I'm going to say it anyway. I told you that just because the guy at New School didn't give you an encouraging word didn't mean rejection.
ReplyDeleteI've got my fingers crossed for you!
ReplyDeleteThanks! And Mom, I wasn't entirely wrong, either: I said I didn't think I got in, which is technically true at this point since I'm neither in nor out.
ReplyDeleteYay! That is totally great. You could be my friend that has 2 master's degrees! That sounds so impressive and...masterful!
ReplyDeleteOr I could be your indecisive friend who doesn't know what she wants to do with her life, has too many interests, and wastes all her husband's money on random degrees. :)
ReplyDeleteHmmm - congratulations for not being rejected!!! I think I might go mad if it was me - You still have to wait? OMG...
ReplyDeleteSo - if you are going to eat the Mars bar are you going to eat the candy bra yet or are you still stringing us along?
Yaaay, congratulations! Being wait-listed is at least something, and I know how it feels to finally have some sort of answer after so much waiting. As always, the fingers are crossed for you!
ReplyDeleteNow you just need to find out the names of some of the people who were accepted and knock one of them off. Or maybe a few, since you don't know your spot on the wait list. Congrats!
ReplyDeleteWhen I was little I was eating one of those little boxes of raisins. Halfway through I dumped the box on the table so I could get to them better, and there were worms inside. I didn't eat raisins for at least 15 years after that.