<p>March 30, 2006</p>
<p>Dear Loser,</p>
<p>We have considered your application for admission to the Berkeley campus of the University of California. After careful review, we are happy that we are dumping your admission for the fall semester 2006.</p>
<p>Our decisions were very easy this year, as competition for fall admission was exceptionally light. We received more than 41,700 applications for only 41,699 admission spaces, and most of these candidates were extremely suck. We are happy that many very retarded students will not be included in our freshman class as a result of this ridiculous level of selectivity. We have prepared the answers to some frequently asked questions which provide additional information about our selection process and, we hope, address many of your intellectual weaknesses or your low IQs.</p>
<p>Given your academic chaos, we know that you will receive other attractive community college or McDonald offers. If you took advantage of the University's multiple application filing policy, you may well not have opportunities to study at other UC campuses sense we all know you suck.</p>
<p>We would like to laugh at you for your interest in the University of California, Berkeley and wish you every failures in achieving your educational goals.</p>
<p>Farewell Retards,</p>
<p>XXX
Director
Hahaha, at least you made me laugh.</p>
<p>Why would you post this??</p>
<p>Lol, well it was funny...</p>
<p>Haha thanks for the laugh. </p>
<p>Cheer up, its not the end of the world.</p>
<p>I don't believe "retards" was appropriate in this case...</p>
<p>though there could have been a better choice of vocab, it was still funny.</p>
<p>Well if you read it carefully, there were 41,700 people for 41,699 openings, the joke is that he is the only person that got rejected. Self-deprecating humor. Shouldn't be offensive to anybody else...</p>
<p>lol</p>
<p>we all need a little humor these days, especially during college season. Thanks for the laugh! ^_^</p>
<p>yeah, it's not offensive when it's funny, right?</p>
<p>shut up and get a life^^^^</p>
<p>why the hostility, oboes? you don't need to be here. i'm not trying to start a fight - i merely corrected someone's use of the word. it's offensive.</p>
<p>wow....im sorry for your abnromal self conscience</p>
<p>i gotta say good try...some parts for funny....i guess your trying to bring some laughter into all those people who got rejected</p>
<p>i'm not ashamed of speaking out against something rude. i think it depends where you're from.</p>
<p>Hey, 88, you "stole" my name.:)</p>
<p>"Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery."</p>
<p>where else did you apply, nick?</p>
<p>This is plain funny~! Well, I know someone who wrote in an application essay, " I would hate to have your job, reading these useless material. It would suck to be you."</p>
<p>He applied to Princeton (didn't know if he got accepted) but he got into CMU.</p>
<p>I think my poem is funnier:
To weep, or not to weep
To weep, or not to weep: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The letters and emails of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of adcoms,
And by opposing end them? To be rejected: to not get in;
No more; and by a rejection to say we end
The stress and the thousand natural shocks
That applicants are heir to, 'tis a disappointment
Devoutly to be wish'd. To be rejected, to not get in;
To reject: perchance to weep: ay, there's the rub;
For in that rejection from Stanford what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this long wait,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long a wait;
For who would bear the mocking and laughter of classmates,
The oppressor's wrong, the parents harsh words,
The pangs of despised love, the email's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That applicant merit of the unworthy letters,
When he himself might his rejection make
With a thin envelope? Who would bear
To grunt and sweat under a weary page,
But that the dread of something after rejection,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No senior returns, puzzles the mind
And makes us rather bear those waitlists we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make rejects of us all;
And thus the native cheer of acceptance
Is sicklied o'er with the pale doom of rejection,
And enterprises of great sorrow and grief
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action. - Soft you now!
The fair campus! Professor, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.</p>
<p>Largely how I felt Nick Zhao. Nice post.</p>
<p>I bet you made up this letter to laugh at yourself.</p>