do they love me? love me not?
let’s see…I suppose I should do my recap in linear fashion….or chronological
…something like that.
On Friday, I had breakfast with the dean of our school. (he’s new and he wants to meet all of the staff on indvidual basis)…. I was with my co-workers, so I felt pretty comfortable. I also realized how much of a ditz I am….my goodness, I have no idea how to be a lady! When I approaced the table, he tried to pull out a chair for me, at the table and I kinda brushed him off without thinking….argh! that’s horrible! i must look so un-civilized in his eyes! really! i didn’t realize what i did until 5 minutes later….but i’m not use to people pulling out chairs for me. It’s tough being a modern woman without any training in female responses to chivalry, but I am also thankful to be reminded that chivalry still exists in this society.
On Saturday, we did a fun little walking tour in San Francisco.
“Where can you find Al’s Park? Houses from the 1880s? Exposed bits of the Franciscan Formation poking out of the ground? On a stairwalk/scavenger hunt on Saturday, March 1. Your guides will take you up (and down) big & small stairways in San Francisco. ” Plenty of hills/walkways to explore and my legs got a lovely workout.
And darn it, I wanted to take some adorable pics on the digital camera – but it ran out of batteries. Luckily, we had a disposable camera, leftover from our last loteria event. I’m not quite sure if these little adventures we’ve been on are considered loteria cabal or sf Cacophony. They’re fun events. On this walking tour, we also had a scavenger hunt and it was a race to find all the photo clues on the list. Mark and I made up the 21 Mules team. Our first loteria event was our first semi-date and we also had a scavenger hunt – for thriftstore items…
On Sunday, we took some folks from the Felix5 – a Newman Hall choir and Gau, over to the Thai Buddhist Temple for some yummy Thai food. I got into the curry line! Yeah!
And when we got home…I got a letter from Northwestern University. I found out I was on the waitlist for the Fall 2003 class….my tears blurred out the rest of the message from my vision. I was pretty sad that day.
Today, I emailed the admissions officer to accept my waitlist status….I also re-read the letter.
“At this time, a few seats are available in the class that beings in June 2003.”
They told me to email them back if I want to secure my seat for the June 2003 semester (and believe me, I have no idea if I’m capable of uprooting myself from this place in less than 3 months from now). If I read this correctly, does this mean I am guaranteed a seat in the June 2003 class? I have no idea! ARGH!
It’s not my first choice. I’m waiting to hear back from Columbia. But what if this is the only chance I have to get into a grad school program? What if I let it pass me by? What if I commit too soon and Columbia wants me? Argh! Argh! Argh!
Mark offered to get something for me from Strada….I thought about a Mocha Bianca, but I figured I didn’t need any more caffiene to add to my stress level. I asked for a glass of orange juice instead….
heck….I could be in Chicago by this June.
i have a lot of thinking to do.