<p>I'd be overjoyed to get into ANY of my schools.</p>
<p>Anyone else?</p>
<p>Where did you apply?</p>
<p>Definitely me. This is probably a coping mechanism for the inevitable rejections but I also applied to schools I really liked, at least on paper. Even if I got rejected to all but 1, I still think I did enough research to ensure that I would enjoy 4 years there.</p>
<p>Same here, Even my safety may not be so “safe”</p>
<p>I have no idea where I should be aiming. I can’t tell if something is a safety or a reach.</p>
<p>I don’t have a top choice because it sounds like it would be emotionally awful to get rejected from your top choice. I don’t even like the idea of applying to non-safeties anymore because I don’t see why I should write essays and fill out paperwork and send in $60 just so a college can reject me.</p>
<p>Same here, Even my safety may not be so “safe”</p>
<p>^^^^^^^
Tagline for a thriller about college admissions LET’S GO.</p>
<p>"Same here, Even my safety may not be so “safe”</p>
<p>^^^^^^^
Tagline for a thriller about college admissions LET’S GO."</p>
<p>Basic Plot:
Sally Rubenstone was the perfect student. She had it all. The GPA, the scores, the EC’s. She thought she had it made.</p>
<p>Come fall of senior year, Sally was as confident as ever. She applied to two safeties EA, 3 matches, and 1 Ivy reach (oh let’s just say Harvard).</p>
<p>On December 15, as Sally walked back from her mailbox, she saw two letters from her safety schools. They were dreadfully thin. Her helicopter mother sees them, and snatches them out of Sally’s hand before she has a chance to open them herself. After opening her daughter’s letters, Sally’s mother just glares at her daughter. Sally sees both letters with the word REJECTED on them. Sally then cries or something.</p>
<p>Sally is increasingly nervous as March 1 approaches, the day her 3 matches reply to her. She goes online, and finds out one by one, that she has been rejected by each and everyone of them. Sally is devastated. All of Sally’s friends were accepted, and they ask Sally where she has gotten in. All she can whimper is “nowhere…”</p>
<p>It is now April 1. Today was Sally’s last chance. Harvard University had made their final decisions. Sally, shaking, clicked on the link that would seal her fate for the next 4 years. As she looked at the site, she saw that she was not accepted. She was waitlisted. Sally orders ice cream and cries and stuff.</p>
<p>May 1 approaches. Sally’s friends are all making their final decisions. Sally is sad. Sally decides the clean out her email, when on April 30 at 11:55 PM, she sees an email from Harvard University. Expecting an official denial of admission, Sally clicks the email. She was accepted off the waitlist.</p>
<p>Oh and I have one top choice that I’m not expecting to get in, so I’m not emotionally invested at all. All of my other one’s are in my range, and I like them a ton, so I’m not TOO worried.</p>
<p>@reeeee
Bunch of reaches. No safeties. I was an ignorant applicant from the ghettos of PA. xD
Thought Emory was a safety/match. Lol k.</p>
<p>Omg that plot sounds amazing.</p>
<p>To everyone else, I’ve realized a top choice is kinda silly. I don’t want to become emotionally attached, ya know? </p>
<p>Ugh, I gambled so much last year.
-_-!</p>
<p>I’m more worried that I’m going to be pushed into going to a school because it’ll end up being the cheapest, although it’s the one I want to go to the least.
I’ve gotten into 5/10 schools so far, with 5 decisions coming next month. The thing is, two of them are almost guaranteed to be way too expensive, and two other ones aren’t that high on my list at all. Assuming I don’t get in anywhere else, it’s University of Maryland or bust.</p>
<p>No, the plot is more like “Sally was rejected by all of her colleges - and she sets out to find out why, and who is behind the rejection - an action packed adventure with many twists and turns, with the same witty humor - and revenge - you’ve come to know and love by Quentin Tarantino.”</p>
<p>^</p>
<p>See…you had me hooked, I was all set to buy the ticket, I wanted to see the movie…and then you said Quentin Tarantino</p>
<p>Should involve 12 evil ex boyfriends.</p>
<p>Yes…that’s a good start.</p>
<p>There should be a miniature giraffe somewhere in the movie.</p>
<p>This is perf.</p>
<p>If 12 evil exes are involved, shouldn’t we also add the seven levels of the candy cane forest? Just putting that out there.</p>
<p>Lol. For real though, I feel EXACTLY the same way. I applied to way too many schools (mostly reaches) and could see myself being happy at any one of them. I’ve already been accepted to my safetiest of safeties, so it’s nice to have that in the back of my head :)</p>
<p>Then, Sally trips, and spaghetti is spilling out of her pockets. So much spaghetti; no sauce, just spaghetti. How could she have been rejected? She tries to put the spaghetti back in her pockets, “GO AWAY SPAGHETTI!” she screams. She could have had it all…</p>
<p>^ SPAGHETTI?! </p>
<p>Sally is stupid… don’t be happy Sally… You won’t afford Harvard… The will reject you once they see your financial status, and come clean about how their “amazing” financial aid is just a scam to get naive ppl like you to pay them those damn $60 or whateva it is…</p>
<p><em>whispers</em> (have you heard they went bankrupt once they saw your app? your jinxed Sally; you always will be… d</p>