stephanieNY

My final semester started today...the beginning of the end. Can't believe it. Well, I can, I think I'm just in the habit of saying I can't believe it, because that's what everyone says. But I can.

Anyway, the beginning of my end now involves the beginning of next year's new students. Along with a few other third-years, I'm helping to review applications for next fall admissions, and we had a meeting today, to be instructed on how to evaluate the applications. It struck me how perfectly full-circle this will probably feel, helping to admit (or deny) these newbies, as I'm peacing out to move onto my next thing. But how strange it'll feel to be in a position of judgment. Who am I?

I imagine it'll be really satisfying but kind of uncomfortable, empowering and maybe a little intimidating. I fear flipping open the file on someone applying for my position at school, who is more qualified than me now...and being forced to commend them while second-guessing myself. I'll try to stick to the satisfying and empowering parts. But mostly, I think it'll be really interesting and enlightening...to see where people are coming from, what they've studied, and how they put together a portfolio. And to bring it back to myself of course, I'll probably wonder where my application fell, in a similar group of applications three years ago. But I'm judging them though, not me, right?