I’m looking at the clock in the corner of the computer screen. It’s telling me I have to wake up and get ready for a meeting in 7 hours. I guess that’s really not that bad except I can’t seem to get my mind to shut up for longer than 30 seconds.
I had to good fortunate of learning I was rejected from all 3 of the graduate programs I applied to. The impending rejection notices were not unexpected. The longer I waited for the results the more and more I contemplated how poor of an option I must look considering my subpar grade average and my lack of background in the field I want to eventually work in. What frustrates me more, though, is the apparent necessity for everyone applying to doctoral programs in linguistics to have a Masters in linguistics, yet only 20% of the schools I researched offered Masters programs in linguistics. Their websites beg to differ.
“You don’t need to have a Masters to apply to the doctoral program, you just need to have a good idea of exactly which area in linguistics you want to spend the next 5 years focusing your studies so we can determine if that lines up with what we want to teach you over the next 5 years.”
Tell how, exactly, I’m suppose to do this again? It would appear my natural ability to absorb the cultural lifeforce from any being I spend time with is not tangible enough to aid me in this plight. Alas! I must now spend the next 9 months working towards an education in linguistics so that I might be able to pursue an education in linguistics. The old adage keeps coming to mind:
“Life sucks, and then you die.”