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New Chapter, Who 'dis?

September 15, 2020

Well, here I am not committing to a regular schedule of writing blogs once again. So much has happened. That goes for you, myself, the entire world! When, I last wrote my mother was about to go under the knife and the world did not yet know what had been birthed in the micro world.

In March we went on spring break for my final semester of undergraduate and then… We never came back. I missed out on a lot of things I still needed to learn, and both my professor and peers were forced to completely remodel and rework the system in which we conducted our academic experience. This brought my GPA down but I was happy to finish. My mother never got to see me walk, but I graduated virtually and received my bachelors in sciences in May.

Speaking with the career advising center, they urged me to go on the graduate school (of course, why wouldn’t they further sell the school?) but this was upsetting because I was already rejected from several programs. I was discouraged. At work, I was told I was “essential,” and if I didn’t come to work, I was intimidated with termination. However, I was working with patients who were positive, second hand, and we were still unsure how contagious this virus was. I wanted to help, so I went to work and abided by the rules.

In June, I went to a forum regarding Clinical Lab Sciences and this reminded me of what I wanted to do with my undergrad. Even though I did not make the cut 4 years ago, I still wanted to be in the lab and working behind the scenes in the hospital. Pharmacy was obviously saturated and not a good option. After 8 years in pharmacy as a technician, I feel for pharmacists. However, the work made me realize I never wanted to be one of them. I decided to apply to graduate school for CLS.

I went to the interview, and felt like I did terribly. I was emotional, and excited. At the end I thought my interviewer was being nice when he said, “I will see you in the Fall.” A few weeks passed and my final reference was never sent in by my manager. With only 2 references from great mentors, my application was reviewed. I put it to the back of my mind, and ended up focusing on my new job with the pharmacy world.

After a long day of lounging, my fiancé walks in from work while I am laying on the couch. He flips casually through the mail and throws a letter in front of me.

“You got something from school…” he alerted me.

My heart stops for a minute. I pick it up. Its normal letter size. This is not a welcome packet. I feel myself hold my breath but I open it like ripping off a band-aid.

“Get it over with so you can deal with the rejection and shred the letter.” I think to myself. The first line says it all.

“I am pleased to inform you…” it reads.

“I got in…” I begin to well up with tears. I turn to Ryan, “I got into a master’s program, and it was my first choice.” I immediately start crying, “What the fuck?! What am I going to fucking do?”

“Well, no one reacts like that if they do not want it! Congratulations, baby!”

I started calling everyone in my family after that. I honestly do not remember much else.

This virus outbreak has slowed things a lot for me in other aspect of life, which is probably one of the few good aspects of such a horrible event. Photography is slow due to the social distancing and postponement of many weddings. I have committed to school first and foremost. I am feeling a lot of things, but right now I am just enjoying this new exciting chapter. I have no idea what I am going to do.

Wish me luck!


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