By: Gabriela Yareliz
Melanie and I almost has a heart attack today in French phonetics lab.
After 5 to 6 months of waiting for an answer, an answer has been issued. Whether it is good or bad, who knows. We’ll find out.
Our prof officially believes we are insane, and today was the last class–what an impression to leave.
It is like you are about to marry someone good, and then appears the one you were always in love with, who you thought was dead. They aren’t dead, they are alive. That changes everything right?
Okay, overly dramatic parallel to law school. Sorry, I couldn’t resist.
While talking to Ali yesterday, we both came to the conclusion that there is nothing worse than seat deposit deadlines and the “limbo” of uncertainty.
You choose a place so you can begin to plan and not feel idiotic while waiting for what seems will never come.
Soon, very soon, it will end.