Why hello there,
It’s been a while since I last posted on this blog. But enough about the time that has rushed by – I want to discuss about the future. Today was the first day that I began to search for graduate programs. The word graduate sounds so foreign to me for it doesn’t seem like it was four years ago when I was searching for undergraduate admission information. And yet, here I am, clicking the tab next to undergraduate and sending out inquires for information on masters program. It’s funny how, on some days, you can feel so lost and helpless, not knowing what will come next in life. And how on other days, like today, everything seems to just fall into place.
I have wanted to be a pediatrician since I was in kindergarten. I grew up with this dream and confidently told anyone who asked me, that I was going to be a pediatrician. I held onto this goal throughout college, but what I did not expect, was for college to be an eye-opening obstacle. I did not study in high school. I worked hard in elementary and middle school. And part of high school. But I did not study. Therefore, I did not know how to study when I came into college, and being in the situation I was in, surrounded by pure Diamond Bar High people who thought highly of themselves and a roommate who was so intense in academics, she was a literal turn off, I did not learn as quickly as I should of. So now, let’s fast forward three years ahead. I am going into my senior year of college with a sub-par GPA. Let’s say mediocre to be nice. I went from a exceedingly high GPA in high school, to a mediocre one. It’s sad, but it’s the truth. So what happens now?
My confidence had been through hell and back and my pride would not let me apply to 50 medical schools with the 1% hope that I might get in. So I stalled. Mistake number 2. Note, not a regret, but I do recognize this as a mistake on my part. Oh well, so now, not only will be I be finishing up my final year, but I will be finishing it up in a hurry, as I do want to be done with it by the end of Summer 2013.
This minor. This minor validated my prolonged feelings of working in a child-related field. It made me realize that I could possibly go into something similar as a profession. So then I began to look at Early Childhood Education masters programs. And along the way, I found Child Development, specifically medically-geared Child Life Specialist, master programs, that would not only supplement my science GPA, but would take into consider only my undergraduate GPA for my last 45/90 units. For the first time in a while, I feel like I have a goal to work towards again and a sense of excitement.
There’s a great place in New York called Sarah Lawrence where I can get my masters in Child Development. But likewise, in the University of La Verne, which is like 15 minutes away from home, I can get a masters in Child Development or Child Life Specialist. And today, on this seemingly auspicious day, my mother called letting me know that we are indeed moving to a new home. A home with a balcony in my room and everything else. So perhaps this is a sign? Attend a masters program for two years at a school like this and commute. Study hard for the MCAT and aim for the highest score possible. Apply to medical schools, show them my true colors, and perhaps be accepted into one, regardless of location. And with the money I saved, go there, and finally become a pediatrician. I feel like things are falling into place. Now I just have to make sure I don’t screw anything up.
More to say and more to come, but for now, stay classy!