I checked in, filled out the application, gave them a copy of my Cornell transcript, and waited. After a bit, I was ushered into the office of an assistant dean of admissions. We talked briefly about the what happened in 2001 and 2002, and how I intended for it to be different should I be accepted. She tried to quell my hopes, saying that I might have to settle for part-time admission in the first semester. Then she left to check with the dean - a necessity given my low GPA. After a few minutes she came back - and said I could go full-time, as long as I limited myself to twelve credits this fall. And then she said "welcome to the Hofstra family" three times in the next five minutes or so. To say I was excited would be an understatement.
But there was still work to do - I had to get advised by the faculty and get registered for classes. That was a long process that had me criss-crossing the campus for a few hours. Given I was wearing those relatively nice clothes - a long-sleeved collared shirt and khaki pants - and the heat and humidity, this was quite unpleasant. (Why was I wearing that? Because you have to dress for the job you want, not the one you have.) Not until just before 2 p.m. did I finally leave the campus and drive back to Northport. The first thing I did upon arriving home was fill my parents in on the events of the past few days. Thanks to a combination of their non-presence and my own desire not to raise hopes or expectations, I kept them in the dark until after it was all said and done.
I've finished registering for all the classes I'll be taking in the fall. I've also put in the claim for the Post-9/11 GI Bill benefit. Relative to other states, it's surprisingly large ($1,010 per credit hour). I had been wondering why this was...until an article in today's Newsday revealed the answer. The in-state tuition at Cornell's statutory (state-supported) colleges was figured into the calculation of highest public-school tuition in the state. Only Texas has a higher reimbursement figure. It's nice to see that even though I've moved on, I'm still getting a small helping hand from the Big Red.
The next steps are laid out ahead of me. I might still have to work out the Yellow Ribbon benefit with the school. There are a couple of other things, like health insurance and parking, that have to be settled before the end of this month. And I intend to find an residence closer to the campus, since the government will pay for that too. Not only would I like to avoid that commute, I really would like to get out from under the parents' roof - I am twenty-eight, after all. But these are all challenges I'm happy to approach, because the major question of what's next has been answered.