<p>These kinds of lists perpetuate the notion that there are only 10 or 25 universities that offer the best of everything to an elite chosen few - because, let's face it - look at the numbers of freshmen admitted versus the total number of high school graduates out applying for college. It's like if you are 'chosen' by MIT or Harvard or Princeton, you're better than 99% of the mediocre, the riff-raff coming out of high school. It's nuts. The more the same university appears in the top 10 of any list like this (like collegeboard.com, princetonreview.com) the more desirable it becomes to students who, quite frankly, have no chance of obtaining admittance. Even with SAT scores that top the charts and GPAs to match and community service and great recommendations - they are virtually doomed, unless they have a relative who preceded them at that university (the whole LEGACY thing - what a crock - as if there is a genetic predisposition that makes them better choices for the ultimate universities), a relative who contributed uber dollars to the university, and, in some cases, have anything athletic in their high school background (no matter how BAD their high school are/were or if they only played for one year). Come on USNWR, spread the wealth around - there are under-rated universities that abound and that offer MORE than the elite top 10 or top 25 that keep pervading your lists. Open your horizons, look outside the box, open the box and look at the rot inside. My brother, accepted at Rensselaer and CU Boulder - rejected at MIT, CalTech, and USAFA - has incredible insight regarding his application/admission experience. He topped the SAT (combined 2200) and ACT (33) a 3.9 GPA at the end of senior year (4.0 entering senior year) - had solid, consistent community service and volunteerism, took a black belt in Universal Kempo, worked for two years to earn money for college (which, in retrospect, he would advise NOT TO DO - no one values it - as a matter of fact, he felt like it was a detriment because it cut into the time he could have devoted to after-school clubs and activities - a big requirement for some of the top 10/25 on every list). Just because MIT has a high 'precious' ratio for their admitted students does not mean that they are an uber awesome college. We visited their campus this summer and were virtually ignored (we got a tour by a very precocious student - but they're all precocious, so that was redundant) and we were not impressed by the size of the university, the lack of interest in a visiting prospective student (because they don't have to be invested in visiting students - they have 18,000 students to pick from - you don't pick them, they pick you, you see), and the unimpressive Aerospace building - (a tiny, deserted building on their campus - no one there to talk to, the 'guide' knew nothing), and the depressing (translated: kind of ugly) campus. He still wanted it, though. He got rejected. One person from his high school made it - and did not have the stats - but had a relative who worked in admissions and a high 'precious' factor - a latch-key kid who spent all her spare time at school after school but was a notorious gossip, brown-noser, backstabber, and cultivated a boyfriend who was a junior (and turned out to be the son of the MIT interviewers for their high school - and yes, she was interviewed by the parent of this boy she was dating!!). She was vicious about competing for grades. When she found out my bro was her competition for MIT - seriously, you wouldn't believe what she did - it's material for a hit movie. By the end of senior year, he was over MIT - given that they had accepted this sort of monstrous person. USAFA - what can you say - he had no legacy there (which we understand gives you like, the equivalent of a 150 point boost to your SATs) and he had no athletics (which, apparently, gives you about another 100 point boost to your SATs). So, let's see, he got 760 on his math SAT - but they accepted kids with, like, a 550 whose dads already got the 'gift' of a free service academny education (courtesy taxpayers) and who played some kind, any kind, of high school athletics (losing, winning, injured - didn't matter) - oh and the gender/race/ethnic thing (whoops, not supposed to talk about it....). That pretty much crushed him. He still hasn't gotten over it. So, my mom, who was going to retire if he got AFA, is still working and my bro is at Rensselaer. The more he learns about it - the more impressed he is with it. My parents are actually kind of way o.k. with the way things turned out (other than the fact that it makes money a lot tighter around here). They like the size of the school, and it's engineering focus, and we were all impressed with the whole campus when we took my brother to orientation a couple of weeks ago - it will be a good fit for my brother. But, it gets short-shifted on all these top 10/25 lists - when it should be a lot higher. So, now I'm staring into the mouth of the applications/admissions beast - and I feel like duplicating all the schools he applied to just to see what happens - because I'm kind of a carbon copy of him. Except I know not to work (quit my part time job already). But I can't do anything about athletics - they don't let seniors join any team in their senior year. I'm just going to ramp up the community service and after-school clubs - (advice from one of my teachers - create a club, install yourself as President and PRESTO, 100 more points on your admissions applications - you don't have to prove you had regular meetings, any kind of membership or even did anything worthy)! I'm drawing the line at brown-nosing or character assassination of fellow students (though it did work for the sociopath who got accepted at MIT - except the interviewers don't have a daughter I can cultivate/date...hmmm WHAT am I willing to do to get accepted?). Oh, as for CalTech - forget about it - it was the the stratosphere application and I'm not wasting my time - it's like MIT admissions on steroids). With any luck, I'll end up at Rensselaer, like my brother - and that would be an accomplishment I'd be proud of. (Sorry Mom, add another 4 years to your working career!)</p>