I found out yesterday that I was not accepted to Mizzou's Veterinary School. If you aren't aware already, it's a very selective profession. I honestly wasn't expecting to get right in, as my gpa is not what it should be, but I thought I'd be on the waitlist and have a pretty good shot at getting in later this summer. I wasn't put on the waitlist either. I'm taking the news better than I thought and I think having to rush my sorority 3 times (we draw from a hat) to get in helped me prepare for being let-down in such a fashion. I'm taking this "rejection" as an opportunity to consider my other options and possibilities for the near future.
I am going to apply to Mizzou's master's program and boost up my resume, get my disorder under control, and just be happy for 2 years. I need that; bad. During that time I'll decide to either 1. continue my program and obtain a Ph.D., 2. apply to vet school at Mizzou again, or 3. apply to vet school at Colorado State University and move to Fort Collins, Colorado (near Estes and Rocky Mountain National Parks, Colorado Springs, and Denver).
I like option #3 the best right now. I would like to live in the Pacific Northwest, ideally, but Colorado has always appealed to me and it does to Doug as well. He has no qualms with this idea as mountains and national parks sound quite appealing to us both (as well as our dogs).
I always thought that if I didn't get into Mizzou's Vet School this year that it might mean that I should rethink my plan, that maybe I could find a path more exciting or enticing for the next few years. I think that might just be the reason. I've never been one to enjoy doing what everyone else does (ie: applying to undergraduate schools in Scotland and completely intending on going there), so not going straight into vet school in missouri right after undergrad. might just be a good thing for me. I might have experiences in the master's program at Mizzou that I'll be thankful for, or that might lead me down a different/better path. Who knows, but for now, I'm resolving to be content with my mizzou rejection letter and say "fine, I'll get a better plan".
-Lindsay
