I think I'm the only person alive who'd think a call directly from the director of English graduate admissions at a university could be a bad thing. I was completely horrified, and somehow I managed to convince myself that she was calling to tell me my application was missing something or that there was a problem with my records, as if the director of admissions had nothing better to do than call applicants about missing files and so on. Sigh.
Well, I'm still pretty shocked about the whole thing. The idea of getting to go to grad school, let alone getting to be a GTA with a decent amount of money, is pretty surprising to me.
I haven't made any final decisions yet, I'm still waiting to hear what other schools are offering me. I feel oddly like a high school athlete being recruited by major universities. It's weird to think people actually want me, me personally to go to their school. I don't quite know what to make of it.
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