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The First Cut

So, I know that the rest of the world doesn't really care. But today I made the first cut. Yep. That's right. I got an official invitation from the University of Utah to come on February 10th for an interview day.

That means I have to manage to not say something stupid, act stupid or trip on anything in front of the people I am trying to impress - each of which is a monumental feat in and of itself...so I'm not sure how I'm going to pull off all three in one day and for an entire day. But, if I do manage to somehow pull it off - I might actually make it in. But, at this point, I think that is actually more terrifying than not getting in!

(P.S. Inspite of my sarcasm and boasting...I just have to put a plug in here that I fully acknowledge that getting in to grad school - even making it this far - doesn't happen unless it is supposed to. The Lord is in the details. And He is guiding my life as He always does. He is opening doors that otherwise would remain shut indefinitely. I am profoundly grateful for that. And incredibly humbled...yes, humbled...by the responsibility that brings. I just hope I can rise to the challenge.)

Comments

Jessica said…
Wohoo! Soooo exciting! And I have faith in you. :)
January 11, 2012 at 8:37 PM
-M- said…
I am so proud of you!!! And you should be too :) Good luck!
January 11, 2012 at 8:43 PM
Baby Sister said…
Yay!! Kriss, that is awesome!! I knew you could do it. I know you'll be able to rise to the challenge, you'll be amazing!! Good for you. :)
January 15, 2012 at 3:17 PM
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