I'll Be Back

I will continue updating after Wednesday. Sorry about the hiatus. Here's a fast update about the craziness that has been going on lately:

-I took three AP tests. I had four. I missed the AP Calc BC tests because, wait for it- I thought it was in the afternoon. I was 100% sure. Pretty pathetic, I know. And embarassing. And annoying- having everyone in my class ask me what happened. Apparently people thought I either had a freak accident or overslept. Nope, I was just an idiot! But the good news: I wrote the College Board a letter and my high school college counselor talked to them, and they're letting me make up the test on Wednesday morning. Three days from now. So that's good.

-I had decided on Berkeley, right? Well... I got an email last week, on Wednesday, from none other than Vassar College. It was a bit bizarre. It was from the representative of my area or something, and she informed me that she had my file in her office as a person she wants the admissions committee to consider taking off the waiting list. She said a "few" people would be taken off in the next couple days. Basically, she wanted me to tell her how badly I wanted to go. I said I wanted to go really badly. But in the back of my mind, I had gotten used to the idea of UC Berkeley. Again, choosing between polar opposite schools! But I was just like, I'm probably not going to get in off the wait list and I don't want to regret missing an opportunity to get into Vassar. So basically I wrote back that it was my top choice yadda yadda, but hoping I wouldn't get taken off so that I won't have to make a difficult decision like that. Well, lo and behold, I checked my email the very next day and what was there but another email from Vassar, congratulating me on being accepted to the class of 2012. WTF. I was in shock. But also more than a little horrified that I would have to make this decision. And worst of all, they only gave me one day to choose. Actually less than a day because I came back from swim city finals late, and I had to decide before 5 pm the next day. Which probably meant 2 pm for me, because of eastern time.

I was so confused. I didn't know what to do. I worried about the money- $50,000 for Vassar, $25,000 for Berkeley. Quite a big fucking difference! But my parents told me that's how much they paid for my siblings' education, and I deserve the same. Well, I wrote back saying that I accept the offer. The thing is, I still haven't retracted my Berkeley spot. Ha. Trying to elongate my decision-making time, you see. I've been reading a lot of good and bad stuff about each school in the last couple days... but I have a feeling I'm going to choose Vassar. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity, what is there to lose. Plus they're almost too good for me since I was only acepted from the wait list, which make it all the more appealing. We'll see though.

So yeah, pretty crazy. More from me after Wednesday then... see yalls then.

Last Envelopes Have Come In...

Wesleyan: waitlisted (that's five wait lists in all :/)

Yale: rejected (surprise, surprise. I'm actually glad I at least didn't get waitlisted haha)

So, that's all of the colleges. I got into all the UC's but only three out of 9 privates, one of which was a safety. And then all the privates I didn't get into except for Yale were waitlists. So now it's between Berkeley, Macalester, and Oberlin. I'm not really counting on the waitlist schools- I just have a feeling like that's not going to go anywhere. I think I'll try to visit Macalester (Minnesota) and Oberlin (Ohio) because they're in such random places that I don't want to decide on them and then get a total surprise when I arrive. I'm still a little bitter about Vassar, but oh well. Things happen for a reason. And I was stupid not to appreciate the schools I did get into. I have no idea how I'm going to decide in less than a month. I'll keep updating about my progress but right now I'm trying not to even think about college stuff.

College Envelopes Update

I went to the mailbox today after swim, with three huge bags, two text books, and our new swim sweats all hanging off of me- I don't know how I managed but somehow I was able to check the mail with all of that. I shuffled through the envelopes with a little nervous energy and then saw the thin Kenyon envelope. I think my heart dropped a little but just a little- after all, it wasn't exactly my first choice. Of course, I immediately thought, "well, I didn't really want to go there. It was too preppy and too in-the-middle-of-nowhere and too writer-y." See how I prepared myself for rejection? I have negatives for each school in the back of my mind at all times. Always comes in handy! But I still had a smidge of a thought that maybe it was one of those evil thin envelopes that say like- you got accepted and you'll get the big package later or something. That would be very cruel - I actually think I made that up in my head, I highly doubt colleges actually do that haha. But anyway, it wasn't a rejection letter- it was a letter to inform me that I was placed on the frickin' wait list. So, so far I haven't had any rejections, but two wait list notifications. Eh, to me it's like a rejection, but more polite. Is getting wait-listed common? Maybe it is this year. Or maybe schools just think that I fit really well on their waiting lists. Ha. But honestly, so far the two schools that I did not get into were ones that I wasn't too sure about, at all. I didn't think I would go to them but I applied because they were different and would give me more variety. But they definitely weren't schools I was passionate about. So maybe it's true what they say about college admissions- schools accept the students that would fit the school and that they believe their school would fit the student. But ANWYAYS...

So yeah, that brought me down a bit from the high of getting into UCLA. Not necessarily because I wanted to go to Kenyon that bad, but more because now I see that I should brace myself for the coming envelopes. Ay ay ay... We'll see. We'll see.

On the brighter side, UCSB sent me a letter saying I got accepted to the ultra exclusive (those aren't the words they used but, you know, that's what they were implying) honors program. Yay, at least one school wants me! They want me bad, too. Muahaha.