exsequar: (Dublin at night)
This morning, I woke up to an email from Dr. Rozas (my putative advisor at Trinity) telling me that two of her grant proposals were refused.

I spent about an hour total today crying or fighting back tears. I haven't had something hit me with such an emotional blow in... a long time. I couldn't even be enthusiastic about Obama today.

My tears were largely born of guilt and shame. This bears out what has been tickling at the back of my mind for a while now - going to Trinity is probably not a smart decision, academically and careerwise. But for my heart? It was the ONLY decision. So I couldn't manage to even consider denying MYSELF the chance to go to Trinity. I can't be that self-disciplined. Considering other options seemed like admitting there was a good chance it wouldn't happen. Oh, I rationalized, I argued, I reasoned, but in the end - I didn't want to admit that there was anything but Trinity.

My first reaction was to go to the GRE website and look at possible dates I could take it. It turns out this was the best impulse, and having talked to my advisor, my biochem professor, and both of my professors, I've got a plan in place. I have registered for a date to take the GRE (Dec 2) and I have looked at most of the top chemistry schools. I am limited by time (a lot of the BEST schools have application deadlines at the beginning of December) but there are a number of options still open to me, and so far I've got the following list:
  1. University of Michigan (Ann Arbor)
  2. Johns Hopkins University (Baltimore)
  3. University of Washington (Seattle)
This is going to be a new burden to me in this extremely stressful last month of the semester, but I think with this massive reality check, I have the motivation and drive to accomplish what needs to be done. I'll use Thanksgiving largely to write applications and study for the GRE.

To be clear, my Trinity hopes are not gone. She's applying for other grants, and still really wants me to come. However, this bucket of ice water has made me realize that I really probably *should* stay here and take advantage of our incredible schools. And be a part of the Obama revolution.

So while this extremely disappointing, I am not crushed to the ground. Will I miss all my Dublin loves? Of course. A lot. If I think about Niall and Dara and Paddy and Louise my stomach clenches uncomfortably with missing. But, you know, they won't disappear. I can go visit next summer, or take a postdoctorate position at Trinity. Who knows.

I'm still sad though :(
exsequar: (Girlyrock - HS - Darren zomg!)
*FLAPS HANDS*

From Dr. Rozas:

"Of course I would love to be your PhD supervisor!!!!... your attitude and performance in my classes were excellent and I think you can become a very good medicinal chemist for sure!!"

OH. MY. GOD.
exsequar: (Dublin at night)
Okay, it's time for a cheerful and optimistic post about my future prospects!

Get this: I might get my Ph.D. at Trinity College Dublin.

....

I mean, EEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Okay, it all started when I emailed one of my favorite profs from Ireland asking her if she knew about any job opportunities in Dublin for a person with a BA in Chemistry. She replied with this:
"Have you consider doing postgraduate studies here in Dublin?? I remember you were a brilliant student and I am certain that you could find funding here. I do not have a grant available just now but if you would like to work with me I could try to get some money here and there and we could prepare some proposal for you to apply here."
(Some of the odd grammar is because she's from Spain. She's such a lovely woman!) So basically she's saying, I would love you to work for me and I will MAKE IT HAPPEN. That email quite literally blew my mind. I hadn't let myself consider the possibility of going back to Dublin for a Ph.D., considering it prohibitive in a financial sense, but the more research I do into the matter, the more convinced I am that I could do it! For one thing, they ALSO pay their chemistry PhD students a stipend and waive the fees, just like here in America. (I didn't know that!) For another, the application process is so much simpler - no GRE, no personal statement. I just work with a professor at Trinity to develop a proposal along the lines of their current research, send in my CV and a couple recommendations, and bam. It happens. (I'm pretty damn sure I'd get in too. A BA in chemistry from a prestigious American school, very high grades here, and VERY high grades in the year I SPENT at Trinity. Plus this personal support, which I'm confident would be backed up by other members of the Chemistry department.)

My mind is blown.

And it's not like I'd be SETTLING for anything. Trinity is a damn fine school - ranked 53rd in the WORLD, and frequently mentioned in the same breath as Oxford and Cambridge. I'd be back in DUBLIN, the home of my heart. When I told Louise I was considering it, she was like YOU MUST DO THIS. I would be back with Louise and Niall and Paddy and Dara and Barry and Conor and Paul and Ronan and Niall C and EVERYONE and the thought just makes me want to explode for joy.

Another great thing is that I think I could really love working for this woman. Her name is Isabel Rozas and she's a medicinal chemist working on drug design. I absolutely loved the three classes I took with her, and I'm quite fascinated by the details of drug design. How cool would that be??? It combines organic chemistry and biochemistry in such a brilliant way. I don't think I'd want to do it for my life, since pharmaceuticals scare me, but as a Ph.D. project? Hells yes!

I think... I think this might actually happen! I have a meeting with the international studies dean here at my college tomorrow. I'm trying not to get my heart too set on this (I haven't even spoken to my parents, and this essentially amounts to MOVING OUT OF THE COUNTRY for four years) but oh. Oh I want to go.

&DUBLIN;
exsequar: (Dublin - Dara)
HOMG.

I just got my results from Trinity!!! (I know about time, right? Sheesh.) And they're... they... MY MIND IS BLOWN, OKAY?? I have NO idea how I pulled this off, none at all.

A little background - the Irish grading system is weird, but the important thing is that it's a percent scale but anything 70 and above is a "first", the highest grading tier. It's my impression that getting a first is a little more rare than getting an A here in America. Getting in the 80s and 90s is ridiculous and doesn't happen much. (I think? Feel free to correct me, Europeans!)

Well, here are my grades.

Biochemistry (three exams): 75, 72, 63
Inorganic chemistry: 90!!! (what???)
Organic chemistry: 68
Physical chemistry: 85!
Medicinal chemistry: 90!!! (?????)
Med. chem lab: 93!!
Chem lab overall: 80

HOW DID THAT HAPPEN????? My face is just beaming, I can't even. I can't believe I did that!! And that was WITH slacking off rather too much to hang out with/mack on one Dara O'Halloran. Clearly it didn't harm me too much! ;)

Wow. Maybe MIT will really take me! :D :D :D YAY!
exsequar: (Girlyrock - MCR - Mikey skeptical)
Hello beautifuls! I know I haven't posted in a while, I'm sorry. I've been extremely busy!

The major development is that I moved back to Pennsylvania into my new apartment at my college to do research for the summer. I drove down on Thursday night, crashed on a friend's couch, and moved in Friday morning (after an annoying kerfluffle to get my hands on my keys). My apartment is surprisingly lovely, and looks like it was just completely renovated, which I did not expect! Brand new furniture, everything spic and span, and it's BIG. It's for three people and it's almost twice the size of my four person apartment in Dublin. We each get our own bedroom, with a double bed and closet. The living area is big, with a dining table and chairs, a couch and armchair and side tables, and the kitchen is big with loads of counter space and a DISH WASHER. But it also has character, since I think it was just recently a very old and crappy apartment, so it retains some of that age. The walls on the outside are white-painted brick, and criss-crossing all the ceilings are water pipes that are painted a pleasing dark green. There are also three big wooden support beams exposed at intervals down the hallway, they're cool. I really love it, and I can't wait to share it with my two best friends! \o/

I spent the last couple days buying an obscene amount of STUFF to supply it, because although it was furnished, it had NOTHING else, not even, like, a shower curtain. So I went to Sears and the grocery store and Walmart and completely stocked up. At Sears I found this adorable bathroom set on clearance sale, so everything in my bathroom matches, from the shower curtain to the bath mat, to the toothbrush holder, hand towel, and trash can. It's awesome \o/ I also got dishes and utensils and pots and pans and FOOD. It was quite the undertaking, but I am very pleased with my home making efforts!

My friend Thomas, who graduated last year and whom I haven't seen since before I left for Dublin, is living in DC right now so he took a train up and spent the weekend with me! He helped me shop for stuff, and we hung out with our other friends that are here for the summer and had a really good time together. It was really really nice to see him again. It's also great to see the other people staying here, including Fei, Ryan, Audrey, Kathan, Alyssa, and others who I haven't run into yet. I don't think I'll get too lonely this summer :)

Today before I took Thomas to the train station, we took a walk on campus, and we ran into this woman and her son who was wearing a Trinity College Dublin t-shirt! I asked if he went there, and it turned out that his older brother is going there for four years! AND, the woman had a lovely Irish accent!!! They live in Massachusetts but she must have grown up in Ireland. I was so excited! We talked about Trinity and F&M (my college, which her older son considered and her younger one is considering now) and how jealous of her son I was for getting to spend four years at Trinity! She was really lovely, and it was such a coincidental, fun encounter. Even funnier is that her son is in freshman science, so there's a good chance he knows Dara, Paul, and Richard!! So weird, but really cool. That totally made my day :D

So that's kind of all the basics of my current situation. I start work tomorrow morning (blegh) and today is going to be spent first going over to Fei's to watch the Italy-Spain quarterfinal, then unpacking and organizing my new apartment, and reading up on papers to brush up on my research project. I wish my life would slow down a little bit, but I'm okay for the moment.

OH AND ALSO I WATCHED THE LEAKED SGA SEASON FIVE PREMIERE AND PLEASE FEEL FREE TO COME SQUEE IN THE COMMENTS OMG IT WAS AMAZING.

Ahem. /squee :D

Toodles, loves!

As you cry

Jun. 11th, 2008 12:00 pm
exsequar: (BSG Karalee too much history)
Hello Livejournal.

I have so many things I want to say, feelings and stories and declarations of undying love, but I don't know if I can find the words right now. I should make this post when I am not hungover from some ungodly combination of Guinness, cranberry and whiskey, Desperados beer, tequila (from the bottle), and whatever the hell was in Dara's glass. But I wanted to put down... something. I wish I had been posting constantly for the past week, to chronicle my last days here, but I have been rather too busy experiencing said last days, so. It has been a beautiful, epic week full of friends and laughter and good, good times. I feel so blessed to have had these people, this place, this experience in my life.

The hugest goodbye last night was Louise and Paddy. I'm tearing up again just thinking about it. I put my arms around Louise and just burst into wracking sobs. I think I hugged and kissed each of them about ten times, and it was the most emotionally intense thing I've been through in a long time. They are both such beautiful, pure, kind people who have become incredibly close to my heart. I will be talking to them every day back in the States to keep myself sane.

This morning we put Cary in a taxi. It nearly broke me again.

Tomorrow I fly away. I have to say goodbye to Kate, Niall, and Dara. To say I'm not looking forward to it is the understatement of the year. Before I do that, I have to clean up our bombzone of an apartment and pack ALL of my shit. It's a rather terrifying prospect, especially given that I still have three drunk boys sleeping in various places. James is so bad off that he can't even keep down water. But I will achieve it, somehow. It's only noon.

I am just so overwhelmed by everything. I don't know if I'm strong enough for this.
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Day One plus Rules

Another day in Dublin. This time mostly at night.

Day Two )

I had a lovely evening tonight. I adore my girls and our one boy <333
exsequar: (Girlyrock - Panic! - B/R drunkfaces)
I'm pretty sure I'm going to be quite incommunicado the next few days. That's because every single second I am either with people I love or getting ready to go out with people I love. Right now it is the latter. I am scrolling rapidly through my flist so as not to miss anything, but I really can't comment and I won't be replying much to comments. I'm sorry! I love all your comments, I truly do, but I just have a bigger priority right now - making the best of my time remaining in Ireland.

I'm going to be posting quite a lot though, because I want some kind of record of these days.

Today I spent entirely with Dara, Paul, and Richard, and later Ste. It was lovely. No matter how ridiculous and kind of immature those boys can be, I adore their stupid faces and am always happy being with them. The fact that Dara called ME immediately after they finished their exams gave me so much joy I can't quite adequately describe it. When I am that fond of someone, I always kind of assume that they're not going to be as fond of me (until we reach that point where it's just blatant mutual love) so when he actively seeks my company, it makes me squeehopwriggle. He made a comment about today being my day with them, as in, out of my days remaining one of them had to be spent entirely with them. Which I was hoping for but didn't dream would actually happen. We hung out in sci fi because it was raining and watched 28 Days Later and drank (I am QUITE intoxicated right now!) and we went out to a Chinese all-you-can-eat buffet for dinner/lunch and then we played video games and it was so joyous.

Have one picture from today, because I don't think I'll be able to keep up with that photo meme. Paul and Dara being precious in the rain.


Now I'm getting ready to go out for a GIRLS' NIGHT woooo! *twirlhops* Then TOMORROW I get to have lunch with Kate and Megan and coffee with Bren and hopefully see Sinead and then FIBBERS with Dara and Paul and Richard and moooore!

YAY LIFE. Can this week last forever?!
exsequar: (BSG Kara laughing bw)
My first day of freedom I got woken up at 11 AM by a phone call from Dara.

This is my face: :D :D :D
exsequar: (Misc - quixotic light)
Rules:
1. You must take between 6 and 8 new photographs per day.
2. Your WITL must be consecutive. No skipping days.
3. You must post your photographs at the end of that day, sometime after the last picture is taken.
4. Each photograph must have the time taken beneath and a title, with no other explanation.
5. You must post these rules at your first entry, then link back to it for the other six days so that people will know wtf you're doing.

So I took a walk in Dublin today.

Week In The Life: Day 1 )

I live here.

(Please note: I may have to bend the rules of this meme a bit, as a lot of my photographs are going to be taken during drunken revelry and thus will not be posted until the morning. Also I am gone this weekend. However, I don't think you care. I'm just posting pictures.)

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