I’ve never previously considered the idea of being an advanced scholar. My ambitions were few and my goal of being a wife and mother were installed deep into my southern upbringing. However, within the last few weeks I’ve reconsidered my future and my true goals. Maybe I’m not really ready to retire my life and studies in exchange for domesticity after all. I’ve waited what seems like a century to receive my B.A. diploma and now that it’s conclusion is fast approaching, my brain rejects all the possibilities that I’ve expanded it as far as I can claim contempt. So, yep, that’s right. I’m going to graduate school after all. I’ve realized my desire to escape the English sphere that consumes expats in East Asia is greater than any monetary needs in life and happiness should certainly not be governed by financial burdens.
My independent study this upcoming Spring semester will be the building portfolio for my application. Despite the fact that my grades are lacking in excellence, I’m hoping it will be offset by my high ACT scores, language experience, and ability towards commitment, and of course some damn convincing references. You can guess it, right? I’ll be applying for a graduate program in Korean Studies, or if I can manage Korean History. I’ll be submitting applications for a specialized scholarship program that opens in May, and hope to attend either Hanyang University or Korea University for the Spring or Fall of 2015.
Who knows where in fact I’ll end up, but it’s nice to change my outlook a bit towards a path I’d never actually considered for myself. Hopefully it’ll develop more as time goes on, because it’s just one hell of a blurr of hopeful wishing right now, a shit ton of paperwork, and well formulated essays. But, ladies and gentleman, I’ve bullshitted my way through an indifferent life so far, lets see what and where actual interest and motivation can get me.
It’s amazing what a difference a committed and enthusiastic professor can make in a students life.