<p>Oh, that has nothing to do with the pizza. That's why I wondered where that story came from.</p>
<p>I ate at Pizzeria Uno after my on-campus interview. </p>
<p>Delisssssssh. Although it better have been considering the 1 hour wait for a table.</p>
<p>in all honestly, i know what i am going to do...i'm going to do it either way, whether it will be done in celebration or desperation is a different story.</p>
<p>I would knit the admissions office a giant blanket...errrrr but then my hands would probably fall off. scarves are probably a better idea.</p>
<p>If I get in, I'm going to jump up and down for awhile. Then I'll have a Chicago party- watch Chicago, listen to Chicago (the band), and read Sandburg's Chicago Poems.</p>
<p>i would immediatly get in my vw Golf, pull the handbrake, and do a massive burnout in 1st gear right there on my driveway, until it looked like an army smoke signal was coming from my house. then i'd do it in reverse.</p>
<p>I have a VW Golf too! Yay! What color is yours rudy? Mine's silver.</p>
<p>haha, mine is black, it's a '98. i love that car, but it heats up too slowly.</p>
<p>I'd send my deposit then go streaking</p>
<p>I hope everybody will pardon the ignorance, but just what is it that makes this Chicago style pizza of which you all speak of so special?</p>
<p>Imagine a pan with a cake baked inside. Now imagine, instead, that the pan is made of crust, that the cake is not actually cake but mozzerella cheese embedded with bits of sausage and green peppers and pepperoni, and that on the top of the cheese cake is a layer of tomato sauce. A very thick, inverted pizza.</p>
<p>Personally, I think it's disgusting. But that's just me :P</p>
<p>Daenerys, a Chicago pizza is your perception of heaven rendered as a circle with beautifully delicious cheese, sauce and crust.</p>
<p>haha... here's a picture if you really want to know. : )</p>
<p><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kbrewer07%5B/url%5D">http://picasaweb.google.com/kbrewer07</a></p>
<p>YUMMMM!!!</p>
<p>I'd screaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam</p>
<p>and then go out and buy a lot of jackets/sweaters/scarves/boots.</p>
<p>OMG that pizza</p>
<p><em>drool</em></p>
<p>Any of y'all had a Philly pizza?</p>
<p>I stand by my Brooklyn. New York Pizza > Chicago Pizza</p>
<p>New York Pizza = a feat of engineering; the perfect combination of sauce & cheese with a crispy crust.</p>
<p>Chicago Pizza= a fat abomination of sloppily stacked cheese & sause with puffy crust. </p>
<p>New York Pizza can trace its lineage directly back to Italy; it is a first generation Pizza. Lombardi's was the first American pizzaria ever. </p>
<p>Chicago Pizza can trace its lineage to a non-Italian buisnessman who wanted to make Pizza a "real meal" and made a poor modification of classic NYC pizza in Chicago.</p>
<p>Quality > Quantity. It's no contest.</p>
<p>Sure people are very happy when accepted somewhere...but screaming and dancing? That means you took high school way too seriously kids.</p>
<p>Actually it's a physical manifestation of the initial fulfillment of 4 years of studying, practicing and working.</p>
<p>Nothing's wrong with letting loose. In fact, applicants who get in SHOULD celebrate, unless of course they don't want to attend anymore.</p>
<p>The best part of an acceptance is the fact that everything is out of your hands. The rest of the year is of little to no consequence. If I get accepted I will have a quick cheer, then continue my last year basking in a feeling of utter freedom. I will stop putting forth any effort for Calculus and focus on my true love: the humanities.</p>
<p>Dearsiryes....maybe you do the rain dance or some crazy ish like that, but why don't you concentrate on being a young person while you can too? You should apply to realistic schools...if you are dancing, that means you either got in when you think you shouldn't have or you took high school as serious as if it involved life death.</p>