At the end of last year (3rd year, Bachelor of Science), I applied for
four different courses.
1. Honours (ecology) - 2nd preference
2. Master of Environment and Sustainability - lowest preference
3. Honours (genetics) - highest preference
4. Master of Biotechnology - 3rd preference
As I didn't have stellar grades, I didn't expect to receive much success in any of these applications, if at all, and applied to several to ensure that I, by chance, would at least land one of these. Due to a solid performance in my final semester, I was able to apply for Honours with a tiny, but comfortable, margin. If you've been reading this journal, you'll recognise that I previously received offers for Courses #1 to #3, in the order that they're listed in above and eventually enrolled in the Honours (genetics) course.
On Labour Day (in Victoria, that was on 12th March), I received word about my application to the
Master of Biotechnology... and that was a successful offer too. (The reason the offer came so late is because this is actually a new course that has its first ever cohort next semester.) As I'm already really ecstatic about studying Honours and have clearly started, I had to reject this Master offer like the previous one.
What did I learn here? That I need to have a bit more faith in myself. My natural pessimism tends to make me overthink and believe that I won't make it, but I now know that I can, given a little elbow grease. (Also, I feel like this also shows the severity of my imposter syndrome.
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