so it begins

Oh, boy. I was roused from sleep today by a phone call from a representative of Boston College's English department. He was calling to inform me that I am on the waiting list for PhD adsmission and funding and that in a few weeks they should have a good idea about my odds of getting into BC. So begins the agonizing part of waiting. I'm sure that Andy can vouch for me on this: while doing the applications is hell, you really don't feel the pressure of waiting for them from the time you drop the last one in the mailbox until it's time to hear back from the programs. January and February are actually a nice break from anxiety. Once that first school replies, though, the game is back in full swing and everyday brings the expectation of those painfully thin envelopes and a sliver of hope for a fat, juicy fellowship.