Famous Last Words Week 4: Drowning in Applications

I'm sad to say that this is the first week that I've missed a Storytelling post. My favorite part of this class is my ability to have an outlet for writing, and I've loved taking the opportunity to challenge myself to retell stories in new styles and interpretations.

I'm not one to make excuses for myself, but I know why I dropped the ball. To begin, let me offer a metaphor to describe my life at college right now.

Imagine that you're a newly hired dog walker. Eager to get started, you head over to pick up your first client's dog. However, you discover that it's not just one dog. It's fifteen to be exact, and they're all hyperactive miniature dachshunds. (Trust me, I speak from experience when it comes to the dachshunds.) While none of them could over take you alone, together they constitute unpredictable collection of canines seeking to pull you every which way.

A tame version of my metaphorical college career at the moment. Wikipedia Commons.

That about sums it up for me. I don't mean to complain, but these past few weeks haven't hesitated to add helpings to my plate. A few secondary applications for medical school flew into my mailbox. The university has nominated me to apply for both the Rhodes and Marshall Scholarships. The deadline for my Fulbright grant proposal has completely hit me by surprise. My independent study awaits its paperwork to be filled out.

There is light at the end of the tunnel, however. The scholarship applications require that everything comes in by the end of September, and medical school secondaries can't come in forever. I look forward to having more time to read and play accordion. I'm eager to break in my hammock during one of Oklahoma's rare, perfect autumn days. The key is too relax and take things one day at a time. For now, I'm lucky to have friends in my life who keep me sane and my priorities in check.

Here's to flying by the seat of my pants! Cin cin!