<p>Most people answered what they would do after they read that they were accepted / waitlisted / rejected ... but what did you ACTUALLY do?</p>
<p>My mom walked into Subway where I was working saying that I had mail from Vanderbilt. I read my acceptance letter and was very proud of myself. I told my manager, Jigu, who didn’t go to college. He asked me why I stopped making sandwiches and told me to get back to work. I resumed my work and felt pretty good for the rest of the day. The end.</p>
<p>Well, it said Congratulations! right on the envelope, so I had a good idea what was coming…</p>
<p>Obviously this is old, but I went and out and caused some ruckus with my hometown friends. That day is still probably in my top 10, although it’s gotten knocked down a few spots since.</p>
<p>I don’t live at home(boarding school lols) so I read an email from my dad; I was actually in an apple store at the mall, and I yelled but it was so loud in there no one really noticed.</p>
<p>I screamed, actually. Even though it was just a waitlist, I was so excited! Today I got an acceptance, a waitlist, and a rejection. The Vandy envelope looked so small; I thought I was probably rejected. Being waitlisted was such a relief. Now, getting into the school off of the waitlist is the problem :P</p>
<p>I just laughed because my admission process will be extended another couple of months after this waitlist.</p>
<p>Got waitlisted.</p>
<p>Said ok cool, I’m going to Cornell.</p>
<p>Checked the do no want to be on the waitlist box and wrote down I’m going to Cornell, and stuck it right back in the mail.</p>
<p>:)</p>
<p>Waitlisted.</p>
<p>I cried for over an hour and a half. My dad left work early so he could be there when the mail came. When I saw the small envelope, I instantly knew I was waitlisted. I started shaking and tried not to cry. But it didn’t work. I burst out into tears of anguish. My dad ended up crying too. My whole family wanted me to get accepted as much as I did. They knew I deserved it. And here I am more than 2 hours later and still crying.</p>
<p>I’m not going to school tomorrow.</p>
<p>I’m so sorry 
I knew you wanted to go so badly. Sometimes I just don’t understand college admissions.</p>
<p>I was lying in bed with a 101.5 fever, I opened it, and tossed it on the ground. The end.</p>
<p>I freaked the hell out - I was in the car with a friend, reaching out the window to the mailbox. When I saw the huge cardboard envelope I went “OH SH<strong>!!!” about six times, even before I looked at the return address, and dropped everything – and then my friend started screaming and hitting me with my spanish book, going “YOU GOT INTO VANDERBILT!!! HOLY SH</strong>!!!”</p>
<p>it was pretty much awesome.</p>
<p>Hilsa, I wish… no hell I really, really wish that you were sharing this today. You deserved it. :(</p>
<p>when i finally get the waitlist/reject letter i’ll post…</p>
<p>When I opened the mailbox and I saw the large priority mail envelope, I took a deep breath and I thanked God.</p>
<p>i REALLY wanted to go here…■■■. i thought i’d cry and take a day off too, but i was actually pretty chill. my mom opened it while i was at school and texted me so i just went home was like f**k it and went to bed right away (so now my clock’s messed up…) my friends in nashville were way more upset than me cuz they were already planning my visit there and i was more upset about that and it was really hard to call them up about it. i think THEY might’ve cried lol xsteve that’s the way to be. feel better everyone!</p>
<p>I got the email, and the title said Congratulations! or something like that, so I knew what was going to be inside. Read it, told my dad, nothing special in terms of reacting. :)</p>
<p>I knew for quite awhile, but I jumped around on my bed and everyone hugged me (I was at home). No one was really surprised because I’ve been on Vandy’s back like a monkey. </p>
<p>But I lost my packet! I stil have stuff they sent me LAST YEAR… I don’t understand why the big ol’ acceptance packet is gone… It’s driving me absolutely nuts… I guess I’ll wait and maybe it will come to me. (it really happens!)</p>
<p>I found out via text message since I am at boarding school and all my mail goes home. My dad wrote, “Sit down. Deeeeeeeeeeeeep breath. We just received your letter of acceptance to Vanderbilt at the Blair School of Music…” My eyes got all big and I started hyperventilating. I was sort of panting “OH MY G<em>D, OH MY G</em>D, OH MY G*D, I GOT IN, I GOT IN, I GOT IN!” over and over. I was crying hysterically. When my roommate tried to come into the room, I sort of attacked her with a flying hug and scared the living daylights out of her. It was all good, though, since she did the same thing when she got into Eastman. =)</p>
<p>Well, I just visualized some girl from Montana with giant eyes performing flying hugs. That was interesting.</p>
<p>Hahaha, what does a Montana girl look like to you, VandySAE?</p>