There's a line in Notting Hill - When Julia Roberts first meets Hugh Grant, and after that first kiss, she asks "So what now?". Not that I care much for hugh grant, but every now and again, especially on rainy Sunday afternoons I watch Notting Hill, and today, the line seems fitting for the title of this post.
So what now? It's really the same question that I asked in my previous post. Dartmouth has pretty much indicated that I have a very good chance of getting in next year - if I can hold out for that long. Virginia is out there waiting for me - if I could only find a way to convince myself to go there. And then there's Cornell. They sent me an e-mail with a link to a live WebCam : and I could only think about spending some time on the that good ol hill again.
Ironically (but not altogether surprising to me) I already know that I cannot win in my decision tree. Wait for Tuck (Dartmouth), and I will wonder if I have the courage to make tough decisions. Go to Virginia, and I will wonder if I have the patience to execute a long term strategy.
I think that it's only fitting that I'm writing about my life decision while simultaneously watching Notting Hill.