<p>You are 100% correct about the way I feel 20more. Last night, I felt cheated. I felt like I was worth nothing and had wasted years working hard. When I initially got my Vanderbilt Acceptance, I foolishly threw it aside. I thought I would definitely get in somewhere on decision. Applying to so many colleges would make it mathematically impossible for me to get rejected everywhere, right? WRONG. I got destroyed on decision day. I am now very grateful that schools like Vanderbilt exist. One of my other friends with similar stats got wrecked even worse and is going to a state school (a very good one but a state school nonetheless). I applied to 17 colleges. I got into all my safeties and only one non safety (I don’t even know what to call Vanderbilt). I don’t know how well I will fit into the big Southern party scene at a school like Vandy. I know nothing about their premed programs. I have never visited. In the next few weeks, I will either have to magically fall in love with Vandy and take the mediocre aid package they gave me or swallow my pride and make my deposit at my good old state flagship. All in all, admissions has been a cruel road. Right now, I feel like I am on the boulevard of broken dreams. Hopefully, what hasn’t killed me will make me stronger. My last piece of advice: don’t stop believing.</p>