<p>I'm not super intelligent. I don't have straight A's. I have by College Confidential definition "inexcusable grades" and I applied to schools that I love, but the reality is, many are out of my reach. </p>
<p>A couple of days ago, I had a panic attack in the middle of the night because my grades in school are not where they need to be and the possibility of not getting into my number one college just seemed so overwhelming to the point where I just sobbed into my pillow for hours. Everything seemed to be crashing down at that point and I honestly felt so lost and everything just seemed so dark. </p>
<p>And then I woke up. Both figuratively and literally. </p>
<p>Honestly, realize that the worst that can come out of this crazy process that we all stress out about, is not so bad. And realize that life is full of surprises. Not getting into your dream school, may be the best thing that will ever happen to you. It wasn't meant to be, and that's okay.</p>
<p>Realize that there is no correlation between high GPAs/SAT scores/getting into a prestigious college and being happy in life. </p>
<p>Realize that happiness and fulfillment are what matters in the end</p>
<p>And that we, the Class of 2017 are entering the beginning of the rest of our lives. And that in itself is so exciting. </p>
<p>So, take these next days, weeks and months of waiting in stride. </p>
<p>And that no matter where we go, no matter what decisions are made by the ominous and enigmatic people in admissions offices around the world, this will not define you or the rest of your life.</p>