<p>You wanna hear my story? Ok - you can look up my previous posts to figure things out, for the most part, but I’ll sum it up for ya here.</p>
<p>For most of high school (9th-11th grade), I wanted to go to Dartmouth. Dream school. Would be the 13th member of my family to attend. Visited several times, loved it loved it.</p>
<p>Before high school, I had had this dream of going to Yale but thought I couldn’t get in. In 11th grade, while I thought I would apply ED to Dartmouth, I noticed that Dartmouth didn’t have the same name recognition/prestige as other Ivies. I also began realizing that my stats were pretty darn good, and that I should get into Dartmouth no problem, so why not aim higher? Why not aim for Yale? YALE YALE YALE… I visited, fell in love, still liked Dartmouth, but decided to apply SCEA to Yale. </p>
<p>And you know what? I was so stupid, I actually thought I would get in. I was like, how can they turn me down? I’m biracial, National Merit scholar, awesome GPA, tons of AP classes, captain of cross country team, editor-in-chief of school newspaper, on the debate team, on the school morning tv show, etc. On top of all that, I have a chronic illness - and have been very very active in the community regarding raising money/advocating/mentoring for this illness. I have spoken on Capitol Hill, at press conferences, and met with congressmen in order to push for more federal funding for stem cell research in the hopes for a cure for my disease. I have participated in clinical research trials at the NIH. I got an extra recommendation letter from the executive director of a national organization, attesting to all of my volunteering on that organization’s behalf. My part-time job for the past 2 years has been writing for a blog geared toward teens with this disease. And, running cross country while managing this disease at the same time is no easy feat. I thought this meant something. I thought this meant I was special, or whatever. I thought I had a good shot at Yale, and all the other schools I applied to. </p>
<p>On December 15th, I was deferred from Yale. Really really upset. Finished all my other applications to schools - including Colby, Bates, Bowdoin, Harvard, Williams, Swarthmore, Wesleyan, the University of Maryland, Lehigh, Colgate, and of course Dartmouth. Was not originally going to apply to Lehigh or Colgate, but decided I needed to cause they were a bit easier to get in. Also applied to Princeton at my Dad’s urging, although I had never wanted to go to Princeton (visited it during junior year of high school and hated it). </p>
<p>I expected “likely letters” from Dartmouth, Bates, Bowdoin and Colgate. Especially Dartmouth. Got an early write from Colby, which was nice, and an all-expenses paid trip to go visit the campus. But no news from other schools. Come April, I had been accepted to Bowdoin, Bates, Colby, and UMD. I was WAITLISTED at Princeton, Dartmouth, Swarthmore, Wesleyan, Colgate, and Lehigh. I enrolled at Bowdoin. </p>
<p>At the end of April, I decided that I absolutely needed to go to Dartmouth - kind of weird, since I had really abandoned it in a sense, and now knew that I should have applied ED. Sent Dartmouth a letter saying how badly I wanted to get off the waitlist. </p>
<p>May 7th- my college journey was finally over. I got into Dartmouth. Best day of my life. I know now that this is where Im supposed to go, and I could not be more happy about it. I only wish I had applied Early Decision, to save myself the trouble and stress that I went through with the college admissions process.</p>
<p>sorry I’ve sort of highjacked this thread, but there you go. The only reason I visit the Princeton forum is because I was waitlisted there, and now I like Princeton, if only for the reason that their admissions committee was smart enough to at least recognize my achievements and potential for success.</p>