<p>Does anybody have an idea of how many applications have been rejected by now?</p>
<p>How would you know?</p>
<p>They’ve been reading apps since December 1st with around 33,000 students to reject. If they want to finish decisions by, say, March 20th, they have to reject 33,000 students over 112 days. That’s around 295 kids per day if adcoms are rejecting applicants at a constant rate. It’s Day 95, so 95 x 295 = 28,025 rejected applicants so far… The process probably doesn’t look like that, though.</p>
<p>But at this point, it’s almost certain that H has an idea of what its admit pool is going to look like. There are thousands of applicants who have been rejected. Many of these rejects are sending updates and staying optimistic, unaware that their updates won’t even get them reconsidered; if I were an adcom, only jaw-dropping updates would urge me, a guy with a lot of work on his plate and Bill Fitz breathing down his back, to move a folder from the reject pile to the “under consideration” pile. Many rejects are biting their nails browsing through CC right now. Many are assuming they will get in, bragging to their friends, and setting themselves up for utter humiliation. Many are unable to sleep at night in anticipation of March 30th, convincing themselves to expect a rejection when, inside, a crimson flame of hope keeps burning only to be hastily extinguished by the words “I am very sorry to inform you”…</p>
<p>You are so depressing 
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<p>Haha xD</p>
<p>Probably the majority of the applicants have been rejected by now. I think the admissions are meeting in committees now to discuss the final ones.</p>
<p>John Reject Doe will return to Firefox, for the twenty-seventh time, at 5:07 PM. A tab will read “Gmail - Inbox (1).” He gulps, and opens the tab. The header is clear: “HARVARD COLLEGE OFFICE OF ADMISSIONS AND FINANCIAL AID - YOUR ADMISSIONS DECISION.” He’ll take a deep breath and look over his shoulder. His mother will look back at him, shaking, and tell him that no matter happens, everything will be all right. John will click with a nervous smile – he’s excited – but it’ll take a second to load. That single second will feel like an hour, during which John’s heart will beat, beat, beat; he’ll start breaking under the pressure (WHAT IF I GET REJECTED) but will reassure himself with blind confidence that a miracle truly has occurred (YOU GOT IN, YOU GOT IN, YOU ****ING HAVE THIS)…</p>
<p>The email loads. John’s eyes frantically jerk from sentence to sentence looking for meaning – he’s suddenly forgotten how to read – as the radiation emitted by his computer monitor continues to tan his face. He’s read the words “sorry” and “regret” and “not possible” but he doesn’t believe it’s over. So he goes back to the beginning of the letter, except he can’t read through his tears. Before he can confirm for himself that, yes, Jesus, he screwed up, he disappointed himself and his mother and his girlfriend and everyone who ever believed in him, he notices his mother walking away, speechless. John starts to panic – his mother had promised him minutes earlier that she wouldn’t care if he was shot down by the adcoms – but the panic is quickly replaced by a sense of betrayal. She doesn’t even turn to look at him. Of course, John’s mother wants to be a good parent and say something like “It’s all right,” but she’d just be lying to herself. She wanted Harvard just as much as he did.</p>
<p>^Depressing, but probably good to read</p>
<p>^^Cool story bro.</p>
<p>^^^well that has def prepared me for march 30th lol</p>
<p>Felix felicis… you don’t do a very good job at making people feel lucky… 
Nice writing though</p>
<p>"Many are unable to sleep at night in anticipation of March 30th, convincing themselves to expect a rejection when, inside, a crimson flame of hope keeps burning only to be hastily extinguished by the words “I am very sorry to inform you…”</p>
<p>…Sadly, this is my life.</p>
<p>^i think this is everyone’s life :D</p>
<p>I’m pretty sure my app is laying in the rejection pile right about now, can’t wait till March 30th to confirm that theory. :D</p>
<p>That’s life, you just gotta take it as it comes.</p>
<p>felix, I have to say, you have impressive story writing skills (especially bc this is cc, and you probably wrote that in 2 minutes).</p>
<p>homer: take a chill pill</p>
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<p>Where’s the part where someone knocks on the door and tells them both to sack up?</p>
<p>ANYWAYYYYYY GOOD LUCK EVERYONE! I’m sure you’ll all be accepted.</p>
<p>Hah, I feel like most people here secretly expect to get in while hiding behind a facade of “LOL I’LL BE REJECTED LOL”</p>
<p>I’ve emotionally detached myself from this entire process so hopefully that helps me out in the long run. I don’t know what to expect so I’m trying to love the schools I’ve been accepted to already (DUKE <3)</p>
<p>And I feel like that’s the route to take. Instead of constantly lying through your teeth and saying “OH I WILL DEFINITELY BE REJECTED COME MARCH 30” when none of us have any clue.</p>
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<p>If you’ve already been accepted to Duke, isn’t that binding?</p>
<p>Nah, I got a likely letter which I am currently treasuring.</p>
<p>Also, are people really going to check their decisions with their parents looking over their shoulders? I told my parents that decisions would be released April 1 just so I’d get to check alone. I’m not planning on being emotional but I wouldn’t want someone constantly looking over my shoulder while I’m quickly clicking through emails and navigating websites.</p>