ok, pull the trigger on 3. here we go: 1, 2.... 27.02.06 4:55 p.m.
I've been thinking long and hard about applying for a full-time program at the lovely university which currently employs me. My resolve finally steeled itself yesterday morning. For those not in the know, the application deadline is Wednesday.
Yes, I know. I'm a twit.
I have 48 hours to compile a portfolio and write one of those letters of intent, the very thought of which is making my guts clench up. The portfolio I can manage, but a letter outlining my intent and what works have inspired me? I have no words to express how utterly repelled I am by the prospect of crafting such a vile piece of pap. Certainly, I could conceive of adequate content, but to actually write it down in a cordial letter format (and I know how weird this sounds, it's only a letter) just plain makes me uncomfortable. Can't I just hand in my work and fill the application form? Isn't the $50 registration fee enough to convince them I'm serious? Argh.
Again, I realize how silly it is to stress out over such a trivial task, but there's a certain level of phoniness I'm being asked to stoop to when writing such a letter. I'm sure I could scribble, "I really, really, REALLY want to do this, and I know I'm good enough to get in. What do you say?" on a Post-It note with more sincerity. I'd even throw in some XOs and a <3 Kitty and mean it. Just please don't make me suck up formally, 'kay?
In any case, I'll be out this evening, since I made plans despite knowing what was in store for me. I work well under pressure, so now I just need a few volunteers/test subjects to review my potential portfolio tomorrow night before I hand it in.
What program am I applying to? Creative Writing, hopefully with a minor in Political Science. And you know what? (since every single person I know has had a negative opinion of the programs I've shown interest in, here's my caveat:) I don't give a rat's sodomized arse what you think of my choices. So, um, yeah. Here I go!
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(see entries before 20.11.05)
previously on Smothered Hope:
unreal - 20.05.08
in which our narrator kinda just babbles on a bit - 15.05.08
drank several margaritas last night. they were great. - 04.05.08
spacey - 29.04.08
i will most definitely regret posting this in public - 28.04.08