Step Two accomplished
Thursday started out like pretty much any other weekday. Steve dropped me off on his way to work, and I settled into my morning routine of email and Facebook. I opened my UNF email account and quickly scanned the inbox. That's when my day changed. Near the bottom of the new mail list was a message from Lancaster University with the subject "The result of your offer has been updated."
My heart thudded in my chest as I clicked open the file. It was an automated message advising me to log in to my application to see the new information. Nerves taut, heart still thumping, I followed the link. And . . . forgot my login name! A few seconds later (thought it felt like long minutes), I got the right login/password combination input and the decision appeared on the screen: Unconditional.
I blinked. Unconditional? Okay, I had read on the St. Andrews site a description of the different statuses. Unconditional there meant complete acceptance. Was it the same here? Then I saw the note at the bottom of the screen advising me that my progress would be reviewed in 12 to 18 months to make sure I was moving along at an acceptable pace with my research. I smiled. Unconditional did mean the same. I was accepted at Lancaster!
Rob, one of our adjunct professors, was in the adjacent office and was actually first to hear the news as I happily exclaimed it. Resisting the urge to dance around, I popped outside to call Steve and then Mom. Then I posted the news on Facebook and spent the rest of the day in a euphoric haze as I fielded congratulations from most of the history department. Dr. Furdell even told me she was proud of me, which meant about as much as the acceptance.
Of course, this isn't the end. I got into Lancaster, which is my first-choice school (even though it doesn't have the reputation here in the U.S. of some of the others). But the history department there won't know what kind of funding it can offer until March or April. And as much as I want to go to Lancaster, it would be asinine to go there using student loans. So now I must wait and pray that they offer me an assistantship.
Stay tuned.
My heart thudded in my chest as I clicked open the file. It was an automated message advising me to log in to my application to see the new information. Nerves taut, heart still thumping, I followed the link. And . . . forgot my login name! A few seconds later (thought it felt like long minutes), I got the right login/password combination input and the decision appeared on the screen: Unconditional.
I blinked. Unconditional? Okay, I had read on the St. Andrews site a description of the different statuses. Unconditional there meant complete acceptance. Was it the same here? Then I saw the note at the bottom of the screen advising me that my progress would be reviewed in 12 to 18 months to make sure I was moving along at an acceptable pace with my research. I smiled. Unconditional did mean the same. I was accepted at Lancaster!
Rob, one of our adjunct professors, was in the adjacent office and was actually first to hear the news as I happily exclaimed it. Resisting the urge to dance around, I popped outside to call Steve and then Mom. Then I posted the news on Facebook and spent the rest of the day in a euphoric haze as I fielded congratulations from most of the history department. Dr. Furdell even told me she was proud of me, which meant about as much as the acceptance.
Of course, this isn't the end. I got into Lancaster, which is my first-choice school (even though it doesn't have the reputation here in the U.S. of some of the others). But the history department there won't know what kind of funding it can offer until March or April. And as much as I want to go to Lancaster, it would be asinine to go there using student loans. So now I must wait and pray that they offer me an assistantship.
Stay tuned.
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