A few weeks ago, I got the bright idea to apply to graduate school. I decided on Savannah College of Art and Design. Actually, I’ve been wanting to go to SCAD since my junior year of high school. I just didn’t have the guts or the funds. At this point, I have the guts, just not the funds. I took a chance and applied anyway. I came up with 17 portfolio pieces in the matter of 8 weeks. It doesn’t seem like much but when you’re consistently going through health problems and family business, it can seem like an eternity. When I turned it in, I was so ecstatic I could’ve done flips. Now two weeks later, I’m stressed to the max. Wondering if I got in or if I’m waiting for a skinny rejection letter? It feels like an edge of your seat, reality nail-biting thriller. Or maybe, I’m just making it that way. My admissions counselor said that we should know by the end of this week.