This week has been the first week that international students have been coming to the school for interviews. It takes me back to where I was a year ago. I remember all too well sitting in the cafeteria with a third year and a professor trying to choke down some food and make polite conversation before the most important interview of my life. I remember the walk down the hallway to the room where my interview was held. I remember trying to repeat my interviewers’ names over and over in my head so I didn’t forget them. The half hour I was being interviewed, being asked and answering questions, went by in a blur. I remember vaguely drifting in and out of consciousness of actually knowing what was coming out of my mouth. And I remember being able to ask them a question at the end of my interview. At the end of it all, I came out of that interview grinning ear to ear. It was the most nerve-wracking thing I’ve ever had to do, but I was so relieved when it was over. I also, from what I had remembered, didn’t think it went poorly, and in fact went quite well.
I had some time to stress out over the outcome, but it in the end I got in. To think of how far I’ve come since last winter is incredible. When I was once that nervous vet school applicant, now I’m a vet student. To all of the nervous kids sitting at the interview table, I wish you the best of luck, and just think about where you might be in a year!