16 down 20 more to go, 12 of which I am really waiting on.
Here are my stats thus far:
3 rejections
1 wait list (withdrawn now)
1 deferred (until April)
11 acceptances
I am still awestruck at the number of acceptances. Seriously. There is a reason why I applied to 36 schools. I was gravely afraid that no one would like me. I thought 152 on LSAT was a kiss of death to my application. To the contrary, I am now in a happy dilemma of having to choose among multiple schools that I really would not mind attending. A “we love you” letter from one of my top choice schools would make this a lot easier on me. Alas, the waiting game continues.
On Monday, I received an acceptance package that enticed me with an offer of merit-based scholarship. Need-base scholarships were somewhat expected – I am quite in need after all. But I was surprised to hear that they liked me enough to offer quite a selective scholarship. Yay!
At the beginning of all this, I had wanted to move far, far away. Since I must move anyways (due to the lack of a law school in the vicinity of my current residence), I thought I might as well go long. But now, I am growing fond of the idea that I might want to stay closer to home. Like San Francisco, Portland, or Seattle rather than Chicago, Dallas or Boston. Don’t get me wrong – an offer from the University of Chicago will have me packing up my stuff immediately. Yet I am increasingly realizing how much I will miss home – my family, my dog, my church, even the town itself.
With the tuition deposit deadlines quickly approaching, I must decide soon where I will be spending the next three years of my life. Hmm… My indecisiveness is going to be the end of me.
Aw, you won’t be able to bring Sir Isaac with you? And, did you grow up in Reno? I did. If I ever leave, it will certainly be hard. These mountains have grown on me.
I will have PTSD once I part my ways with Newton. I will have no one to spoon when I sleep. :(I grew up both in Reno (more accurately Sparks) and in Korea. I moved to Carson City when I was eleven, but my brief stint as a resident of the capital city was brief indeed.By the way, thanks for the comments. It was getting lonely here. For a while, I thought I might be just talking/writing to myself (which isn’t so bad either). It’s good to know that I have an audience. 😉
Good for people to know.