<p>I've been a lurker here for almost a year. I've posted a couple times, but mostly I've just read and listened. I've seen the Yale board turn into a nameless faceless hilariously close-knit family. I've even envied the easy rapport between some frequenters of the forum, and wished I had real friends that were as witty. (or maybe it's just that we all sound smarter online than we are in real life ;)
But anyways, today, like thousands of other hopeful Yalies, I logged onto my Eli account at 3:00, swearing at the computer the whole time. I didn't make it past "while this deferral" before I had to shut the screen down. I felt numb. I'm no Einstein, but I'm no dunce either, and despite all my modesty, (and the warnings on the other ED boards), there was a part of me that expected to be accepted. Great stats, interesting ECs, teachers ecstatic, and I'm a writer. Who the hell was Yale actually accepting?!
I made it through the condolences at school with minimal tears. But when I got home I put my arms around my mother and just cried and cried and cried. She's Asian and completely obsessed with college admissions but she's also my mom. I realize now that I didn't give her enough credit. You guys, if there's something that we should learn from this (rejection or deferral or whatever), it's that your family is your family, regardless of how much they harp on you while you're doing your apps, and when things are really low, they're the first and last people you can count on.
God knows I wish I was accepted. It's deferral, not rejection, but when some prestigious, seemingly omniscient institution looks at you and judges you unworthy, who cares what degree of unworthy? It's hard, and for all of you out there who didn't get the dancing bulldog, I feel you.
But life moves on, and there's nothing to do but move on with it. I'm going to stay strong, stay smart, and be as gracious in defeat as I would be in victory. I'm going to remember that I am loved and worthy. And I'm going to write kick-ass essays for all those other schools which deserve our devotion and lavish attention.
So to those accepted, Congratulations. For the rest of us, when we're successful Nobel laureates, rock stars, and captains of industry, we can set up a foundation to get Handsome Dan some plastic surgery.</p>
<p>deferral? not bad</p>
<p>my friend got DENIED with a 3.95 GPA</p>
<p>Nice post, lei123. I had the same thoughts when I looked at my deferral. Like, okay, I expected this, but...part of me, a big part as it turns out, didn't. Plus I'm a writer too :)</p>
<p>Great post, lei123. Thank you.</p>
<p>Deferral better than rejection.
i got rejected.</p>
<p>Obviously the people posting about deferral vs. rejection would rather have yet another place to complain rather than actually reading the content of your message.</p>