Friday, February 3, 2012

Catch Up

I got into Northwestern's Driskill Graduate Training Program in Life Sciences PhD program so here's the post that I wrote right after my interview. I can post it now that I've heard back from them. 



Originally written January 28, 2012









So I'm a little disappointed (with myself and with the Allerton Hotel) because I was doing a decent job at posting entries every day. Well, every day as in Sunday through Wednesday. I had two posts lined up for the rest of the week but the hotel unfortunately didn't have free internet. I tried to use the hotel's computers but their version of internet explorer was so old that I couldn't even get to my blog. Maybe I should have paid the $10 per day for wi-fi but since I was out all day, I figured I would hardly be on it.

This past interview weekend was so awesome-I don't even know where to start. I won't/can't say too much about it because I'm still traveling for more interviews. I can tell you that this was the first time that I've ever consumed alcohol in a professional or academic setting. At Michigan State, every single prospective student, grad student and faculty member was drinking at the social. I drank water from a water fountain which literally tasted like metal. But for some reason, this interview was so much more relaxed and comfortable (pre-alcohol consumption). Maybe it's because it was home. I had a glass of wine at our first dinner on Thursday and I was doing a way better job going out of my way and introducing myself than I did at Michigan State. Last night, we went to an awesome tapas place in the city with seven other students and a handful of grads. We drank sangria, shared food and talked about how fantastic the 90's were. Then, we went to a bar/restaurant called Rock Bottom where we had a private room with an open bar. I really really didn't want to go because one, I turn purple when I drink and two, I'm super awkward in those situations (mostly because I feel and look like death when I drink anything). But they said that people who don't go were lame and weird and I was like "Yeah, they're so weird" and went. Of course. Well, I don't know what was in that drink because I was so comfortable and normal and not-fuscia colored. We laughed and laughed and laughed. The grad students had had one too many drinks by 11; we were still trying to be on our best behavior because the director was there with us. I got along with the people so well which was probably one of the best parts of the weekend. Now, I'm pretty much just ranting about what I remember and what was significant (so apparently drinks and people according to this post-but I swear, that's not the case). The faculty are some of the top in the world and being in the city is something Northwestern gets to rightfully boast. 

I had so much that I wanted to say but the inspiration and mild intoxication has passed so this entry isn't as exciting as I thought it would be. Back to Syracuse tomorrow.


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