Trying to get with the flow a bit. . .
discovered the following today:
Timely, an app for Twitter that lets you schedule tweets at a later date when you suspect more people might be reading;
Springpad, a note-taking app to organie life and stuff;
twitterfeed, an app that lets you coordinate your blogs/twitter/tumblrs/etc.
I have no idea what I'm doing and am probably just wasting loads of time, but somehow I hope to achieve. . . something? More readers? I dunno. I suspect this is all just a result of my total lack of focus in the morning.
ugh.
Showing posts with label applications. Show all posts
Showing posts with label applications. Show all posts
Monday, February 21, 2011
Friday, September 10, 2010
ugggggggggh scholarships
I need money.
You see, next year (September 2011) I had been planning to go to graduate school. And -- gasp -- I had been planning to do it in the UK (most preferably.)
The most conservative estimate of how much this is going to cost me is about $35,000 a year. It goes up from there.
I need money.
Thus, I have been hanging out in websites like this, this, this, this, this, and (God have mercy upon me) this.
Altogether, it makes me pretty nauseous. I had mysteriously decided somewhere along the way that my three extracurriculars (give or take) and 3.4 GPA were none too shabby. Where did I get that impression? I do not know. I don't think it's going to do me much good in this round of begging. . .
P.S. I'm insecure, so I'll note that this is my GPA in "real world" terms -- not the MIT 5-point scale.
You see, next year (September 2011) I had been planning to go to graduate school. And -- gasp -- I had been planning to do it in the UK (most preferably.)
The most conservative estimate of how much this is going to cost me is about $35,000 a year. It goes up from there.
I need money.
Thus, I have been hanging out in websites like this, this, this, this, this, and (God have mercy upon me) this.
Altogether, it makes me pretty nauseous. I had mysteriously decided somewhere along the way that my three extracurriculars (give or take) and 3.4 GPA were none too shabby. Where did I get that impression? I do not know. I don't think it's going to do me much good in this round of begging. . .
P.S. I'm insecure, so I'll note that this is my GPA in "real world" terms -- not the MIT 5-point scale.
Labels:
applications,
desperation,
graduate school,
united kingdom
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