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Sep. 20th, 2008 12:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
exsequarMy name is Anne, and I am a Dublinoholic.
Emily (American friend from Ireland) told me today about a program that gives you a four month work permit for Ireland if you are a student or just graduated. I want to do it. I want to do it so badly I can taste it.
I then called my dad and had a long, fraught conversation about my future. Sometimes my daddy throws me for a loop. Essentially by the end of the conversation i had decided against taking the GRE and applying to grad school now, and I hung up the phone and started sobbing. He told me that with my brother entering college next year, he and my mom will not be able to support me financially. THey just won't. That was the first time that was spelled out for me. And I am scared, okay. Fucking terrified. This is the first time my life has had a blank slate and I have no idea what to do with it. Which is why I get whiplash every time I talk to someone new and get new ideas and perspectives.
The one thing I know for myself is this: I want to be back in Dublin. There's no question about that one. So if I can go there, maybe live with a friend, and have a job, even if it is just a waitress or bartender, well. I want t odo that.
I then proceeded to look at Ireland job listings and get drunk on Bushmills whiskey.
Why am I stressing out so much about this? It's SEPTEMBER. Fucking hell.
Bed now.
Emily (American friend from Ireland) told me today about a program that gives you a four month work permit for Ireland if you are a student or just graduated. I want to do it. I want to do it so badly I can taste it.
I then called my dad and had a long, fraught conversation about my future. Sometimes my daddy throws me for a loop. Essentially by the end of the conversation i had decided against taking the GRE and applying to grad school now, and I hung up the phone and started sobbing. He told me that with my brother entering college next year, he and my mom will not be able to support me financially. THey just won't. That was the first time that was spelled out for me. And I am scared, okay. Fucking terrified. This is the first time my life has had a blank slate and I have no idea what to do with it. Which is why I get whiplash every time I talk to someone new and get new ideas and perspectives.
The one thing I know for myself is this: I want to be back in Dublin. There's no question about that one. So if I can go there, maybe live with a friend, and have a job, even if it is just a waitress or bartender, well. I want t odo that.
I then proceeded to look at Ireland job listings and get drunk on Bushmills whiskey.
Why am I stressing out so much about this? It's SEPTEMBER. Fucking hell.
Bed now.
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Date: 2008-09-20 02:04 pm (UTC)First things first, I'm for the dublin plan. I think that everyone needs some time off before grad school, and this seems like a good idea to me. And at the same time, you can fart around and see what the options are for grad school in ireland if you wanted.
Next, don't fret about support and grad school -- most grad programs will have stipends to support you and waive all fees through grants and what have you. If you have student loans, those will be deferred during that time. Now, that said, this may mean you can't go to school in some super expensive area unless you are willing to chance looking for roomies on craiglist or what have you because even the stipends make making ends meet in cali, boston, or ny a bit hard.
**hugs**