<p>If I don't get into an Ivy League college or a top LAC, I am going to die. If the rejection letter comes back December 15th (yes I applied ED), then my world will end. I may as well commit suicide. If I get rejected, it means that no one loves me and I will have a horrible life. I will probably end up a bum on the streets of Manhattan, instead of living on the UES in a four bedroom apartment. </p>
<p>Think again.</p>
<p>This website frusturates me, and this is why. This whole "What Are My Chances Thing"? All it does is to feed into all the hype about the college process. OMG, I got a 1560 instead of a 1600...should I cancel my SAT scores? Is Harvard still going to accept me? Even worse, a post I saw here last year "I am a ninth grader, what can I do to get into Princeton". I felt like writing her to say, "Babe, there is a huge chance that when you apply in two years, you won't WANT to go to Pton, because hopefully you will change throughout HS-there is no use planning now, you don't know who you will BE in 2 years". This is what the college process does. It forces you to make decisions early on about what you will want in the future, but you don't know what you want because, let's face it, we're teenagers and what we want changes ever second. And ok. You can whine to me, "But I've always wanted to go to Harvard because..." and that's fine. Power to you. But you need to stop obsessing.</p>
<p>I hate how people on this board post their entire life to unknown viewers and let the unknown, unqualified people tell them their future. Remember kids, the people on this board are just other teenagers like us, college students who only have THEIR OWN experience to go by, and uninformed parents who, excuse me if I offend you, just don't get the college process because it is so different from when they applied. Even if these parents have kids who went through the process last year, they are still uninformed because they know of only one case, one person, one experience. Don't make this the be all end all of your college advice. The people on this board DON'T KNOW ANYTHING, myself included.</p>
<p>That's right. I'm 17 years old. I don't know how to get into college. I'm just doing the best I can. I know that I put my app together and had it in on time, so hopefully stuff'll work out. I know that if I get rejected, it'll be ok. I'll go to another school, there is always another school. Hey, maybe if I get rejected from ALL THE SCHOOLS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD (nightmare right) I'll take a year off, go to Europe, take photos of random people in Barcelona. Why not? I'm 17. My life is before me. My life will not be determined by where the fat envelopes come from. I'm worth more than that. </p>
<p>I am worth more than a random process that sometimes has great kids rejected. The stupidest guy I know goes to Harvard. The smartest girl I know goes to a community college near my house. She's got more ambition, more drive, more promise then he ever will. I'll place my college savings fund on that she gets to be CEO of a top corporation before he does (if he ever does). Where you go to college does not determine your worth as a human being. We are ALL much better then that. We are people, not numbers, not resumes, not SAT scores, not transcripts, not essays, not interviews. When a college rejects you, they are rejecting a piece of paper and a 10 minute conversation they had with you. That's not you. That's not me.</p>
<p>It is around 12:45 in the morning and I am writing this after one of my friends told me she was scared by some of the stuff people were posting on this inane website. I think I'm going to get some sleep. I'm a senior after all, and senior year should be about fun. I think I'll rest up for school tomorrow, maybe I'll even look at a college app, if I'm feeling up to it. </p>
<p>But you know what? If it's a great day tomorrow, I think I may go walk through Central Park on my way home, instead of rushing home to do those apps. I may go shoe shopping, I need a pair of black ballet flats. I may just sit around the Senior Lounge and read Cosmo and be completly unproductive with my friends. That's what I'll remember years to come. I won't remember my SAT scores, or if I got into HYP or not. That stuff's not important. It all works out in the end. I'd rather make memories, then perfect grades, and I'd rather be happy then stressed.</p>
<p>All I have to say is Good Luck to everyone and remind everyone to Chillax. We're kids, we shouldn't be that stressed yet. We can be stressed in four years when the real world comes knocking on our door (or when we apply to grad school).</p>
<p>~~Love~~
Skeptical Senior</p>