<p>With only a few days before I get rejected from my dream school, I am actually not too nervous.</p>
<p>That's a lie, but I'm telling the truth too.</p>
<p>I don't want to open the email Wednesday because then I know it will all be over and there will be no more room for hope, but at the same time I am eager to just get the anxiety of waiting over with.</p>
<p>Once I'm rejected, though, I still will have three amazing options, so I know I'll end up somewhere I love. But I think I'll always have that feeling, the burning question hovering just above my subconscious: "What if...?"</p>