I got my third decision today. “Waitlisted” at We’re Not Sure We Want You University (WU). It wasn’t a rejection, but it wasn’t an acceptance. What to make of it then? My wife said: “That’s a good thing. Better than getting rejected right away!” But is it? I replied to her: “Let me explain how I feel right now. Say we’re still dating. Then you ask me to marry you. To which I say ‘Gosh, that sounds great, but I think this other girl I really like might propose soon too. So let’s wait a bit, and if that doesn’t work out, then we can revisit your proposition.'”
Should I withdraw? I’m not sure yet. I might be too emotional still to make a rational decision.
-Mrs. This One
For the past few weeks, I keep opening the “new post” page, only to close it a few seconds later. The reason? I don’t really know how to think about something that doesn’t involve law school.
I could say, “hey, it’s the rest of my life, I have to think about it.” But given that most people are uncertain about what they want to do with their lives, I can’t blame many for not understanding what this feels like. I mean, how ridiculously crazy is it to think that my life is about to change drastically, and I have no control over it? Sure you could say that I have the ultimate decision as to what school I will ultimately attend, but in reality, they hold all the cards.
Think of money. Because of my silly little score, I’m not expecting any money. But say I were offered some. Say I get into two schools: Dreamy Law School, and Somewhat Decent Looking School. At this point, the choice seems obvious, DLS. But what if SDLS happens to offer me a scholarship and DLS doesn’t? What to do then? What if one city has a lower cost of living, but living cheaper would also mean for us to live apart, where can I find the balance then?
I’m under review at 5 schools as of tonight. Wish me luck guys, I’m going to need it.
-Mrs. This One
Well, all of my law school applications are in. I added about three more applications to my cycle at the last minute, and I feel really good about that decision. I will have to wait for months before any school renders a decision, and the questions in my mind become too overwhelming from time to time: What if I have to move? What about a summer job? Will I get any scholarships? Will I be in the same area as my wife? And if not, will it be worth it not to be?
To these questions, my wife will probably say that I need to wait until all of the acceptances, rejections, and waitlists are on the table. But can you blame it for thinking about it?
-Mrs. This One
Four applications in, thirteen more to go. Usually I would cherish the fact that I at least got some applications in, but for now all I can think about is that I’m not even halfway through. It does feel a bit surreal that I applied to some schools. Like, did it really happen? Is this a dream?
Okay, enough with the blabber. One thing that I’ve gotten out of this application process is that there is one school that actually rings my bell. They have a different perspective to the whole law school thing- and the more I deal with them, the more they confirm this for me. Because of how touchy this whole process is, I will call this school Dreamy Law School (nothing to do with Grey’s Anatomy, I promise).
I would love to go there because they’re different. The faculty is filled with bada**es. People who’ve traveled and done pretty unconventional research. What’s more, the dean is committed to make sure this is a life-changing experience for the students. You know how many deans actually care about the students? Well, I’m not sure either, but I bet it ain’t many. And one last added bonus, their campus drives me crazy (in a good way). I feel so much at peace when I’m there. But not everything is reindeer and rainbows. This school will have me live away from my girl, they are not the highest-ranked school (which it will matter plenty when I’m out looking for a job), and there’s the little inconvenience that my LSAT score needs to be good enough for them to accept me.
All in all, choosing a school out of thirteen (keep in mind this number will be smaller based on which schools actually take me) will be no walk in the park. So I turn this back at you- how did you pick your school? When did you know this was THE school you wanted to go to?
-Mrs. This One