<p>Dear Lawrenceville (or rather, the Lawrenceville Admissions Office),
Hi. You probably dont know me. I was rejected from your school on March 9, after so many hours working on your essays, preparing for your interviews, and most of all, worrying. In fact, I was sitting in this very spot, at my couch right now, when I got rejected. Memories, memories. But instead of writing a jealousy-induced message about how I should have gotten in, I would like to write you a thank you letter. </p>
<p>After January 16 and up until March 9 at 9:59 AM, Lawrenceville had been my dream. Big financial endowment, located near Princeton, great swim team, nice people, Harkness tables, and a feeling of eruditeness I hadnt felt since I moved from NYC a few faithful years ago. My interview went great, I worked tremendously hard on my essays, I wrote thank you notes that I never got a response to, I got an alumni and swim coach recommendation, I studied SOOOO hard for my SSATS, I worked- I cannot stress this enough- so, so hard. I worked hard because I knew my ethnicity and my financial status would set me back, I worked hard because I knew Lawrenceville was the place for me. But I got a rejection. And Im not angry, not at all actually; Id just like to thank you. Your rejection gave me what I really needed then- a reality check. I harbor no bad feelings for you, my sweet Lawrenceville. I understand how hard it is trying to pick students, and I wish well to the lucky new Lawrentiens in the fall (sorry if I spelled that wrong). Thank you, Lawrenceville, for teaching me what you could not have with an acceptance- sometimes, life isnt fair. You just have to move on.
Ala Viva,
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