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(no subject) [Mar. 8th, 2007|12:03 am]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
Still having computer problems. Just thought I'd drop by to mention that...

I'M IN AT TORONTO!!!!!!!
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(no subject) [Feb. 12th, 2007|01:38 am]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
You know what?

Whatever happens with grad school, I graduate in July. At that point, I will have been in England for 2 years and 10 months.

Whatever happens, I did it.

Shy, quiet, strange, awkward, homebody me -- I got across the ocean all by my lonesome, everything packed into two brand-new suitcases, got myself registered, to class, through essays, through exams, through house-renting, through dog-adopting, through TV-licensing, to the library at Cambridge, through Latin, through a couple hundred nights of lazy fish & chips.

Whatever happens, I got through it. The most wonderful, the most terrifying event of my life -- events of my life.

Whatever happens, I've been here.

Whatever happens, I've done something most people only dream of.

To paraphrase a bit...

Who can say if I've been changed for the better, but... I have been changed for good.

And in the end, whatever happens, that has to mean a lot.

Thank you, England, and good night.
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(no subject) [Feb. 10th, 2007|05:20 pm]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
Got my first rejection. Yale. Oooh, I'm shocked. And so very, very hurt. (That's sarcasm, by the way. I knew I wasn't going to get into Yale. They take one person a year.)

But I also got a very promising e-mail from Fordham, because -- yep, here we go again -- my GRE scores didn't get sent there, as the bizarre me-ETS-universities triangle has swallowed another set of scores. But the e-mail did say they're impressed with my application, so here's hoping!

I'm not around because our computer died. It went back to Sony for revival, but they didn't do what we told them to, so it's still not working properly, so they're damn well going to come back on Monday and pick it up again, and this time do what we tell them, because they're trying to stall until the warranty runs out. We'll see who wins this battle... I already hate Sony, they're not going to get away with taking away Lik-Sang and not replacing a hard drive that's still under warranty. But because of that, I'm mostly internet-less. That's where I've been. Wandering lost and helpless, without my computer. ;-)
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(no subject) [Jan. 22nd, 2007|09:13 pm]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
[Current Mood |excitedexcited]

I sent off that last document to Toronto on January 9th.

I checked both the UK and Canadian Post Office sites to track it, and it arrived in Canada January 10th.

I sent an e-mail yesterday to the woman I'd been in conversation with before, asking if they had received it.

Guess when it got there?

This morning.

Now, I understand the weather's been bad there, but... c'mon. 12 days from the time it arrived in Canada???

But they did accept it; I got an e-mail: This notice is being sent to inform you that all of the required documents for your
application to 'MA-Medieval Studies (1 Year)' have successfully been received. If
you log into the SGS system, you will see that your application is now pending a
decision.


I'm officially a candidate for admission now!
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(no subject) [Jan. 19th, 2007|12:05 pm]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
Wow.

There was an actual living, breathing, human being (or possibly a lifelike robot built by students, but that would be okay, too) who replied to my e-mail to Cambridge. And sent clear, precise instructions as to what I should do with my recommendations.

I'm in shock.

Cambridge... you're just too good to me.
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(no subject) [Jan. 18th, 2007|03:44 pm]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
The Cambridge application is going to drive me out of my bloody mind.

Anybody know where I'm supposed to send my letters of recommendation -- to the Faculty of History or to the Graduate Studies people? (Because some documents have to go to both, and they all want copies of everything, but clearly I don't have 5 different copies of my letters of recommendation! I assume I have the required two, but they're in both cases sealed up in the same envelope, so I can't tell. I thought it was the Faculty of History that needed them, but now I'm second guessing myself, because their website(s) are so ridiculously unhelpful!)

Yes, I know, e-mail them. I'm going to. Right after I finish complaining here.
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(no subject) [Jan. 17th, 2007|12:48 am]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
One of those nights...

Bet I come out of UEA with a 2(1), despite my very hardest, best efforts. I know there's nothing at all wrong with a 2(1), but I wanted to earn that first so bad... for myself, more than anything.

Bet nobody really thinks I'll do well in grad school.

Bet I don't get into grad school.

Bet I'll never be able to read Latin as well as I should be able to already.

Bet I'll never make anything of myself, and don't deserve to anyway.

Bet I'm looking for upbeat answers to self-pity? You bet. At least I'm honest!

*Sigh*
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(no subject) [Jan. 10th, 2007|08:07 pm]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
This essay I'm working on is on the relationship between the kings of England and the papacy between 1042 and 1087. It's something that should be very interesting, and it is (I love all the Investiture and Gregorian Reform runaround), but... I just cannot make myself get as deeply involved in it as I know I should. As I usually can.

This problem, fortunately, happens to me very rarely, but when it does... it really does. I think it has a lot to do with putting things off until the last minute (which I didn't really do, it was more last-minute-because-of-things-out-of-my-control, but still...) -- I know some people are galvanized by having to get things done quickly, but I prefer to have time to relax when I'm working on something. I actually seem to work harder knowing I've got more time. Maybe it's the fact that I like finishing things early, so I can actually enjoy free time without something hanging over me. All I know is that I tend to procrastinate worst when I've got the least time to work with. (Hence... writing this. Although I'm also doing this because I'm out of books to work with, I've exhausted JSTOR, and I can't get to the library until tomorrow morning. I do have a list of books all ready to go, so I've at least done something productive with my evening!)

I got that last form sent off to Toronto, and they said it should be there by a week at the latest (because we paid to have it there in 3-4 days). Hoping for the best, but I also got a reply from the folks at Toronto, who said that if it's a couple of days late, that's fine. So I'm not worrying about that too much.

At least my stupid cold is finally abating somewhat.

I can write 6,000 words in two days. Easy. No problem. And I rarely do much editing, so that should be fine. Give myself through Saturday to do research, Sunday and Monday to write, and Monday afternoon and Tuesday morning to do corrections.

I just have to make myself actually do it.
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(no subject) [Jan. 8th, 2007|11:28 pm]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
So I got all my US and Canadian applications ready to go and out by the end of the year (except Yale, which I'd sent off before Christmas, since it was due in January 2, and I didn't want to push that particular deadline too much). I came back to the UK a few days ago feeling pretty good about it -- not that I feel any more confident about getting in (who does?), but just pleasantly dreamy thinking about not having to worry about the damn things anymore.

Of course, I get an e-mail from Toronto saying I missed signing one particular line on one particular form and so it needs to be resent. And of course it's not something I can quickly e-mail to my mother and have her send it from America, where it should get there by the January 15th deadline. Nooooo... I have to print it, try to figure out where I was supposed to sign it and didn't, and run to the post office first thing in the morning. In the morning when I really, really, really need to be working on an essay that's due in on Monday, I might add.

Yes, of course, this is 100% my fault. But it's still frustrating.

If I send it by the highest priority they'll let me pay for, however, on the 9th of January, it had better get there by the 15th.

And I sent an e-mail to Toronto explaining why it might be a bit late, and basically begging them to consider it anyway. Hoping for the best... After all, everything else is there.

Yale has everything except my GRE scores. I've had those re-sent, as well, but that's a much simpler process.

Don't know about any of the others. Cambridge and Leeds I tackle after next Tuesday, when that essay's in.

Yep, I'm back home. And things aren't nearly as settled as I'd hoped they might be.

But at least those applications are sent. They know I'm interested; they know I've tried to send things. I'm sure other problems will crop up; regardless of the time I spent trying to make sure every single line was filled in, every box was ticked, everything was in the right order and listed on the cover sheet... I knew little things would pop up. It wouldn't be college applications if they didn't, now would it?
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Don't un-friend me, I'll be back soon... really. [Dec. 13th, 2006|08:17 pm]
Discipula sum, literata ero... Ergo studere ibo.
I'm off to America tomorrow.

Applications will be sent off by the time I get back.

Wish me luck!
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