550 on the verbal; 480 on the quantitative
(I don't know about the essays, but I thought they went well) - more than enough to get me into grad school.
This is a milestone for me, a really big deal. I can't explain. Maybe I can.
I always thought that I screwed up my undergraduate. Part of it was tied to Theresa. I had a breakdown in first year of college. After that, my confidence was shattered. I took bird courses (theater production: where you learned to hang a light and use a crescent wrench). I knew I was smart, but I couldn't find the nerve to test myself (perhaps some of you feel this way).
Well, a number of years ago (around the time I turned 35) a number of questions persisted: could I move beyond Theresa's death? If I could, did I have the smarts to hang with the best?
It was a huge albatross. The weight was daunting. I decided I couldn't move to the question of higher education until I resolved the matter of Theresa. That consumed four years of my life. I'm proud of it. That gave me strength. I then moved on to the second question. Was I smart enough? I really didn't know. The idea of attending an American university for post graduate studies crippled me. It was like a tunnel in those Twilight Zone episodes that kept getting longer and longer. It froze me.
I decided to go for it. To legitimize myself. An individual who cried for vicitms' rights was a lunatic, but an advocate with degree credentials was a force to be answered. The graduate degree will answer the question of the victimization. It has to.
Now there is no doubt. My wife and I drank a bottle of champagne this evening. My daughters wrote me a banner of congratulations. The course is certain. I will defeat the forces that oppose me not with passion, but with intellect and facts. This is a power that I willingly share with all who are oppressed through victimization. Your cause is my cause. Tell me how I may help.
Ce blogue est une investigation de le meurtre de ma soeur, Theresa Allore. Il y a 30 ans Theresa est mort aux secteurs de Compton, Sherbrooke et Lennoxville, Québec.
Life isn't fair, Justice is blind... and dysfunctional, and some cops aren't smart and dedicated like on tv.
Si vous avez information contact Sue Sutherland: CP 45 Succursale Lennoxville, Sherbrooke J1M 1Z3,Canada:firstname.lastname@example.org Tel: 514-264-7830
Thursday, April 14, 2005