The New School
I’m having a heart attack!
I just found out I’m accepted to the The New School’s MFA creative non-fiction program!
They’re blessing me with a two-year merit scholarship!
*!*!*!*
My head is melting! I can’t stop galloping around the apartment, now that I’ve stopped happy-crying and hyperventilating.
That is freaking AMAZING news! Congratulations, my dear. I am so happy for you. I know how happy this makes you. You deserve it. I could not be more proud.
Cheers, mia!
I’m glad you know, because I still can’t express how happy this makes me! Thank you, thank you!
This has been my big stealthy dream for a year now, and months and months of blood and tears are paying off.
It feels so good! Shiny happy people holding hands.
I just registered for classes, paid, got my ID, schedule, events… I already have reading to do! Dostoevsky’s Demons and Joseph Conrad’s Under Western Eyes.
Also got stuff in a totebag with “The New School” logo on it. woo hoo! (nerd alert)
“Life changes in the instant.” (but not always in that sad Didion way!)
here we go: awesome.
OMG! OMG! OMG! That’s sooooo awesome. I love me some New School. Almost went there myself.
Mia - Congratulations!I’m so excited for you.
Thank you! :] Your support is much appreciated, papa bear.
yay!
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