These past few days have felt like something out of an alternate universe. I took a picture in my front yard instead of in front of the school I’m going to attend in Fall 2020. Which begs the question: which school did I choose, anyway?
In 911, My Career Isn’t Feeling Well, I had 2 main options. I thought I would go to school in either San Diego or Irvine. Plot twist: the school I got waitlisted by, the one that is in Los Angeles, found my letter of continued interest compelling enough to take me off the waitlist.
They gave me 3! days! to! decide!
The choice is obvious. The grad school in LA is everything I’m looking for. It’s APA accredited, the commute is less than 30 minutes by underground metro, which means that LA traffic won’t affect me, and LA Fitness is close by. But, I wanted to go to school in Irvine because of the people. Friends who actually live in Irvine say, “Why do you like our area so much? There is nothing to do here.” Um, I can hang out with you guys? The people in Irvine are just nicer than the rest of the population. You can fight me on this.
But you can’t, as I said to my family, choose a grad school because of the ~good vibes~ you get there. I didn’t think choosing would be as stressful for me as it is. I barely slept for the third day in a row. My brother watched me make a second cup of coffee.
“My name is Vera and I can’t sleep because I got accepted into 2 grad schools,” he teased.
“My name is Nathaniel and I give compliments disguised as insults so I can still look cool,” I replied.
“My name is Vera and I’m too lucky to sleep,” he continued. “You need to stop being stressed just because you can’t choose between 2 good choices.” Which made me realize that this is a silly thing to worry about.
I think what’s been stressing me out is that grad school marks the time when people need to get their finances on track. I have 2 jobs, and I resell clothes on Poshmark. I save most of what I make, but I got lost in the spiral of Graham Stephan Show finances. I started figuring out what a RothIRA is… guess 19 isn’t too young to start investing in retirement. Even YouTube has decided to inundate me with finance ads. Basically, I shouldn’t be stressed, but I am. And I’m doing it to my own self. What’s new.
I think my actual life has been going well, though. I’ve been writing a lot more. Because I work with nurses, my job mailed me a mask. If anyone needs a free mask still in plastic wrap, hit me up! Coffee has been the saving grace, as is working out, when I muster up enough energy to do it. Life doesn’t slow down. You can’t keep making allowances for yourself just because insomnia is becoming a weird new norm.
But, with that said, I realize that I am extremely lucky to be making a blogpost about this. The next ~4 years of my life will be great. The grad school I chose has a study abroad program in 2 countries that I want to travel to. I think traveling while studying is the smartest thing a person can do. I didn’t factor travel into my decision, but now I’m glad that it’s an option!
I’m keeping the actual name of the school private because grad school programs are much smaller than undergrad programs.
I’m excited for what’s to come!