So you got into MIT. Congratulations!!
Today is December 13, which means it's exactly one year to the day when I discovered I got in. In honor of that anniversary, I'd like to hear your stories. I know you all found out online this year, which in my opinion is far less exciting than a giant postal tube, but it's still an exciting thing. ARE you excited? How excited? How did you react when you found out you were going to be a part of the Class of 2011? Did you dance? (I did!)
One year ago, I hadn't been thinking about it. Literally, the thought hadn't crossed my mind for a month. I was barely reading the blogs, just trying to get two scholarships and the Stanford app done (I ended up never applying there, actually). Only two kids from my school applied to MIT early action - Curtis, a good friend since fourth grade (and a freaking genius) and myself, so I only ever talked about it to him, really. I actually even refused to tell other people where I'd applied early, or that I'd applied early at all. But somehow, that day was the first day we actually began talking about it since we had turned in our apps. (When I was YOUR age, we didn't have online decisions.) Anyway, I made some comment like "I wish they didn't do the big envelope/small envelope thing," to which he replied, "No, they don't send big envelopes. They send tubes." This just got me even more depressed, because I was sure I wasn't getting a tube, and I wanted at least some way to mentally prepare before I read the words on the page.
So I'm driving home and I pull into my driveway and my mailbox is open - but I didn't let myself hope - I just thought, it probably fell open or the mailman forgot to shut it or whatever. So I parked my car and - calmly - walked out to the mailbox.
And there was the tube.
I screamed. I stood there in front of the mailbox, on the street, screaming my head off.
Then I did a victory dance. (Scared the crap out of my dog, too.)
When my sister got into college two years ago, she tricked my mom into thinking she hadn't gotten in. So I did the same thing - after I came home from swim practice later that night (yes, the first person I told I got into MIT was my swim coach), I hid the tube under my desk, took out the letter, and stood at the door when my parents came home. My dad walked in first, so I told him I got deferred before giving them the letter. He took the letter, skimmed it, said "Oh, good job," and then went into the living room to do his Sudoku puzzles.
"Mom, I got deferred from MIT."
"Oh...well, that's okay."
I gave her the letter.
"AHHHHHH!!"
My mom then proceeded to call our entire extended family.
So now it's your turn to open up. Anybody have any particularly good admit stories to share? How did you find out? How did you react? Are you still celebrating? I think I still am, after a year (even though it's a week 'til finals. When did THAT happen? I'm almost done with my first semester at MIT. You guys are almost done with high school. Man, the passage of time is a scary thing).
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My aunt was in Stop and Shop when I called her and she started to scream for about 10 min.; the manager came to ask her is she was ok!
I'm still in shock....
Posted by: 0 on December 13, 2006
Posted by: 0 on December 13, 2006
And yes, I'm still excited. Every day I tell myself "You got into MIT!!!" Wow.
Posted by: Jenny on December 13, 2006
I knew I wouldn't get anything done on Saturday morning before it went up (I had a huuuuge semester-long project due the next week), so I decided to sleep in late. My mom woke me up at 10:52 am (it went up at 11 am my time), handed me a cup of coffee, and turned on my computer, saying "I HAVE TO KNOW! LOG IN!"
Seeing the blog about who was/wasn't admitted before I logged in got me really intimidated. I was so tense, my hands were shaking, and my mom was leaning over my shoulder - me still in my PJs, hair askew, barely awake! I must have typed in my login (although I can't remember...) and all of a sudden it popped up on the screen: "It is my pleasure to offer you..."
I barely had time to register those words when I jumped out of my chair screaming. My mom shrieked and both of us burst into tears and jumped up and down, crying. Our screams scared my little sister, who had no idea what was going on, and it was at least five minutes before we could explain it to her.
Then I called everyone I could think of on my cell phone, while my mom did the same.
I went out that afternoon and chopped off all my hair - as a celebration.
Posted by: Alie on December 13, 2006
However, my mom had not found out. So we decided to trick her.
When my mom came home I told her that I hadn't gotten in and that I had been deffered. I offered to show her the letter and led her to the computer. I brought up the window with the acceptence letter and waited.
What followed was the most ear piercing scream I have ever heard. She was standing right next to me and I could not hear anything but a high pitched ring in my ear for the next couple of minutes. She proceeded to dance in a circle with her hands to the sky and her tongue flailing in the air. Then all my family members near Boston were called and they had a toast to me.
Overall, Saturday was just amazing. I only wished I had video taped the whole experience.
Posted by: Paul on December 13, 2006
Posted by: Mike A. on December 13, 2006
The craziest part was that the letters that mailed were dated Dec 8-my mom's birthday.
Posted by: Aaron on December 13, 2006
I forgot about my e-mail and went straight to the MIT decisions site (I had it as a favorite), logged in and read the first line. I didn't get it. It was so confusing. "It is my pleasure..." "What? Did I get in or not? Wait... I think I did, right? This is so confusing" At this point I was shaking so much that I couldn't read the rest. I supposed I had got in and told my friend about it. After cyber-celebrating for 5 minutes, I was finally able to read the whole thing and e-mail my teachers and counselors.
Then I saw that my dad was online. He said "Hello, what are you doing." I answered "Nothing, I'm just celebrating because I got accepted." You can imagine what happened next.
The shaking took 30 minutes to go away. I really don't know how I managed to type in that state.
Posted by: Zaira '11 on December 13, 2006
Posted by: Anonymous on December 13, 2006
also,jess... i saw you once a few months ago at an info session at kresge when i was signing in.. and i went, hey, i think i read your blog once! and you laughed and turned to your friend and said something along the lines of being a celebrity. anyways, looking back on that now, & how nervous i was about getting in... it seems weird to think that i might get to go to MIT now too =)
Posted by: sara on December 13, 2006
Posted by: theresa on December 13, 2006
After jumping up and down and shaking with excitement, I told my dad in the most coherent sentence I could muster (which wasn't very coherent at all). Then I told my three of my five closest friends. Needless to say that I was too excited to finish annotating that night. Oddly enough, way more people found out about it than I had planned to tell. It really is a strange experience.
Posted by: Ed on December 13, 2006
I was checking my email on sunday night, when I read one from a friend of mine who applied early, as I did. His message was short: "So...accepted/deferred?", and he gave a link to the online notification page.
After reading the intimidating message "DO NOT PROCEED UNLESS YOU ARE SURE YOU WANT TO FIND OUT ONLINE!!! OR ELSE!", I weighed my options. I had not been glued to my computer as some of guys were; I didn't even know that the letters were going out this week. I was pretty sure I was going to get deferred at best- after all, your worst critic is yourself. I clicked "Ok, your funeral..." and the letter came up instantly. I read the first line, and for the first time since I can remember, I lost the ability to read. I sat there for a few minutes wondering if the site was legit, then I guess I yelled "Holy Crap!" really loud and scared my family. I went outside for a few minutes in the semi-cold and decided that it wasn't a dream or anything. After that, it's pretty much the same as everyone else.
Posted by: Ritchie on December 13, 2006
Posted by: 0 on December 13, 2006
Then I saw my dad taking my brother out, so I told him, "i know I won't get in." and he gave me a huge hug that I would be fine.
Then, I started calling my friend, Pei. Throughout that week, I had been calling a lot of different people and randomly started screaming.(I was a bit crazy. Okay, maybe a lot crazy). My friend, Pei, who also applied to MIT EA, was at work so she couldn't check hers. So I decided to check hers first. and SHE GOT IN! I was so happy for her and started screaming for about 5 minutes. Then my sister, who was standing beside me, nudged me and told me, "you have to check yours, too."
It took me about another two or three minutes to bundle up courage, and I finally clicked it. And I did exactly what Zaira did. I couldn't comprehend what I was reading. Only after scrolling up and down the screen for a couple of times, I finally found the word "welcome to the class of 2011!"
I jumped around the entire day!
Posted by: Jasmine on December 13, 2006
Posted by: Jasmine on December 13, 2006
I was so sure that I would get denied/deferred that I didn't check the website on Saturday because I didn't want to be depressed all weekend. So, Monday when I got home from school, I had it in the back of my mind that I might have a letter, and I'd be happy if I was at least deferred and not rejected outright. So, I walked up the driveway and my dad says, "Did you order something from MIT? Because there was a tube in the mail..." I said, "Tube???" and ran in the house to make sure he wasn't joking. Sure enough, there was a tube. I remember a lot of screaming and jumping around and hugging after that. I had to read the letter twice to make sure I wasn't hallucinating or something.
I had to go to work right after I found out, so I'm lucky I didn't have an accident in my haze of excitement. When I got home, I drove around my neighborhood stopping to tell people I knew that I got in. It was so much fun.
I think the best part was the next day at school when I got to tell the teacher who said that applying to MIT was "unrealistic" for me.
Since then, I've been finding creative ways to tell people. I still can't quite believe that I'm in. I never dreamed I'd actally be accepted early. I'm SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted by: Mary on December 13, 2006
Posted by: Christina on December 13, 2006
So I decided that even though decisions would be posted at 12, I would wait till Shabbat was over, even though I don't normally observe Shabbat that strictly (if at all). So, after synagogue, I sat at home reading the Kite Runner for 5 1/2 hours (really good book!) to pass the time. All the while my parents kept teasing me about not checking. At 5:25, I ran up to my room with the computer and booted it up. The screen immediately said that my battery was critically low, but I was afraid if I went back down to get the chord my parents would see me and know I was checking, so i decided to risk it and hoped it wouldn't die on me. Like everyone else, my hands were shaking crazily, and for the first time in my life I really did feel like I had lost the ability to read. It took me forever to get past "On behalf of the admissions committee," and I kept telling myself I had been deferred because there was no "Congratulations."
Finally I regained my ability to read, continued scanning the sentence, ran to my parents' room and whispered "I got in!"
And hence began the screaming.
Posted by: lily on December 13, 2006
Posted by: Zaira '11 on December 13, 2006
Man, I never realized how well I had psyched myself out of getting into MIT... I stll can't believe that I'm going to the school I've been daydreaming about since sophomore year! YEAH MIT!!
Posted by: Kristin '11 on December 13, 2006
In addition, I had definately read her email wrong, and had somehow gotten it in my head that the decision would be released at midnight (12 AM) rather than noon (12 PM). So Friday night I stayed up really late, trying desperately to quell my nerves with multiple games of Freecell and Minesweeper, waiting for midnight. Around 12:15 AM, I realized my mistake. Oops. I then resolved to sleep in really really late the next morning so that I wouldn't stress for too long before REALLY finding out. Ended up having really weird dreams that night.
I woke up in a horribly depressed mood and almost wanted to stay in bed all day. Around 12:05 I finally got out of bed to check the decisions. My dad decided I needed moral support (which I probably did) and came down to check with me. When I finally read the admission letter, it took me about twenty seconds to process the information. Much high-pitched squealing ensued (something I usually completely avoid on principle).
When the tube came on Monday, another round of squealing followed. I spilled confetti all over my computer chair when I opened it, and I think I'm still sitting on some.
Have since been in a ridiculously good mood (which I think have scared most of my friends).
Posted by: Alice on December 14, 2006
Posted by: Kathy B on December 14, 2006
My parents told me that the MIT application, for me, had started way back when I was just a two-year-old and started scribbling simple addition and subtraction problems on our driveway with the bigo sidewalk chalk. (What they said is so true!) I, growing up, have indeed unceasingly enjoyed absorbing anything that comes across my path. My parents and I no doubt had prepared myself for this MIT application for a long long time. Nothing like "luck" exists for my case regarding this application. The journey from my birth to MIT admission has been full of adventures and excitement, hardship and perseverence, expections and surprise, and reaping the first fruits.
On that historical Saturday when the decision was posted, I slept sweetly over the "D-time" until my dad peacefully woke me up and very casually told me, "You are in." (NOT even an exclamation mark) I then smiled and winked at him with much mutual understanding -- "See, as we have always known it, you are born and raised to go to MIT."
I have a deep sensation of fulfilling inside, and that tastes truly as good as my favorite candy - 75% dark chocolate!
Posted by: Jill on December 14, 2006
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Posted by: HAHAHA on December 14, 2006
Posted by: 0 on December 14, 2006
Unless you have been accepted out of luck, your deep inside should have agreed with me that all the accepted, especially very strong accepted applicants should have had that kind of confidence of being accepted all the way.
I was accepted because I had worked hard, pleasantly, and very effectively. I had refused to let "getting into MIT" become a burden to my life, but ,instead, I had worked smartly in a way that MIT had become a "sure thing" without doubt. I have enjoyed such similar confidence and peace in attaining quite a few goals in my life so far besides "getting into MIT".
You will see me at CPW if you come, or you will even see me earlier at the IAP's mystery hunt next month. Come say "hi" and I have more to share with you.
IAP's mystery hunt
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Posted by: Jill on December 14, 2006
So I woke up at about 7:30 AM; I couldn’t sleep! My mom was actually out for the morning at the gym and my little brother spent the night at a friend’s house. I was home alone which made the time pass soooo slowly. I called a friend to chat a bit, watched part of the movie “Swim Fan,” and ate breakfast. My mom called me at around 10:30 to tell me that she was going to get her nails done. When it was time for me to log in and receive my decision, I was still home alone. Like many of you have mentioned, the first sentence of the letter confused me: “On behalf of the admissions….” The first time I read it I leaped out of my chair and ran across my room screaming. Then I thought, “I better re-read that,” so I returned to my comfy chair and tried to read two sentences this time. Finally, I read a good amount of the letter and called family and close friends. My home-alone status allowed me to run around the house screaming as much as I wanted! My mom was in the nail salon when she found out. (She later told me that she scared her nail technician by jumping up and down.)
Posted by: Britni on December 14, 2006
Regular decision applicant
Posted by: Thuita Maina on December 14, 2006
We came here to share our stories of excitement and gratefulness, but you suddenly posted an entry about MIT being a sure thing since you were two. To us, you sound like a jerk. The people giving the decisions are the admissions officers, not you, not your parents.
Posted by: Anonymous2 on December 14, 2006
Posted by: reddy on December 14, 2006
i was in the middle of doing my usc application essay when my friend IMed me at 11:54 and asked me if i got in. i told her that i wouldn't know for another 6 minutes, but apparently her friend had already checked online. so naturally, i freaked out and went to the decisions page. i think i actually started crying before i clicked the decision button and after finding out i got in, i just kept crying for 2 hours (lol, yeahhh, im kinda silly). man o man. then i preceded to call my best friend, my roommate, and then my mom (...in that order), all of whom thought that i got rejected cuz i was crying so much. haha. apparently they couldn't understand a single word i was saying over the phone due to all of my blubbering. baaaah im so happy. :D
...i guess im not applying to USC anymore.
Posted by: 0 on December 14, 2006
My mom and brother showed up at the theater and told my boyfriend they wanted to see me. I figured I was in trouble (my boyfriend had been over at the house that day when my mom wasn't home), so I made excuses not to go find her.
When I did go looking for her, my brother came running at me with a big envelope. I was all "Where's Mom?" and he was all "LOOK AT THE ENVELOPE" -- and there was my folder.
I almost passed out. But then it was time to go on and sing my song, so I had to get it together. Good times.
Posted by: Mollie on December 14, 2006
The week before I received my decision, word got out that I was applying early to MIT, so a lot of girls that don't like me were really anxious to know if I got in so they could make fun of me when I was rejected. I told my best friend to check the online decision for me, because I didn't have the guts to read the rejection letter. That morning, my father, who had been so condident through the past days, told my brother that he thought I wouldn't get in. When my friend got home and logged into my account, she read the letter and IMed me telling me I got in, which I thought was the meanest prank ever.... And then she made me log in, and I read the first line of the letter and screamed reeeeeeeeeeally loud (I used to be a cheerleader, so you can imagine how loud that was) and I started crying and running around the house. And basically I was excited all day!!! And I still am :D
Posted by: milena on December 14, 2006
On Monday when I got my tube in the mail I was once more overwhelmed with happiness, as stars and confetti flew out of my tube.
Yup, and thats it. Now I'm just wallowing in it all..
Posted by: Jenny on December 14, 2006
it's fun reading all these stories about everyone! :D
Posted by: Jenny Li on December 14, 2006
Still pretty excited - at the end of last few days I've just been trying to soak it all in - can't believe it coming from a class size of 84.
Posted by: Miko on December 14, 2006
Posted by: Anonymous on December 14, 2006
I will have to wait till March (Regular Applicant)
Posted by: Jigar on December 14, 2006
:D
And then you told me you got in too! (Double celebration) and then so did Vijay and Colin! Dude, whoa!!!
Posted by: DavidChen on December 14, 2006
Posted by: Another Anonymous on December 14, 2006
http://www.mitadmissions.org/topics/learning/undergraduate_research_opportunities/al_kwon_08_researching_drug_de_1.shtml
Posted by: 0 on December 14, 2006
You are sad.
Posted by: 0 on December 14, 2006
i didn't think mit looked kindly upon such arrogance or such narrow mindedness (or upon such robotic discourse). either i misunderstand your conviction that you were *meant* for the institute, or i feel very surprised and sorry for you.
i hope you get to experience anxiety, independence, shock, excitement, confusion, and desolation -- they are often more valuable than contentment and inner peace and so forth. keep in mind that mit is not the culmination of your life.
personally, the entire college admissions process was so meaningful to me because it was solely my own responsibility. my parents were very supportive, but from a distance -- they did not do any of my research, see any of my applications, read any of my essays, or check any of my decisions. and this has had a greater impact than any potential admission or rejection.
Posted by: Ana on December 14, 2006
Jill - If you honestly felt that confident about getting in (assuming that you did, in fact, get in), then it is a perfect example of how the college admissions process is regrettably imperfect. True, confidence can be a desirable characteristic, but then again, it can also be a monumental weakness. M.I.T. receives applications from some of the best students in the world, and to unequivocally assume that you will gain admission over the vast majority of them is a pretty strong indicator of arrogance and conceit. I just hope that by next fall, some of your confidence will have dissipated because otherwise, needless to say, you may be in for the shock of your life.
Posted by: Anonymous on December 14, 2006
Posted by: William Morejon on December 15, 2006
Called my parents and then went to take my economics final. (Yes, it was on Saturday). I forgot to turn off my phone during the exam. Anyways, by the time I got out of the exam, 10 Missed Calls.
It seemed like my entire extended family knew. Lol
Posted by: David on December 15, 2006
It may be very self-confident for anyone to assume he’ll be accepted, and we generally consider parents' opinions to be less objective than those of the admissions officers, but look at it from the other side. Parents know their child better than an admissions committee will, and they know a fair amount about MIT from its website, publications, etc. Admissions officers know MIT better than anyone's parents do, and they know a fair amount about the applicants from their essays, recommendations, etc. The admissions process, as we are constantly reminded, is not one-sided - colleges and students choose each other, and it's all about "the match" between them. Both the applicants and the admissions committee work toward determining whether there is a match, and neither side’s assertion that it knows the answer while the other doesn’t is more arrogant than the other’s such assertion. In her letter to admitted students, Marilee Jones claimed that "we don't make mistakes - ever"; this statement is quite as arrogant as any applicant’s saying he was certain to be admitted. I think when someone says he knows he will be accepted, it’s because he knows there is a perfect match, just between him and the school, and this really has nothing to do with other applicants, so it’s not as though he’s saying he’s better than everyone else.
I’m not suggesting that anyone should assume without a doubt that he knows what will be the outcome of someone else’s decision. However, I don’t think there is anything bad about being reasonably sure of what will happen, especially if it is comforting, as long as you won’t be upset if you were wrong.
Posted by: Avril on December 15, 2006
Posted by: 0 on December 15, 2006
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I remember I was at school working on Robotics and I was kinda busy because I was trying to put the electronics together on the chassis we were building. My counselor called me up and asked me if she could see me in the office. Clearly I was too busy so I asked her if she could wait and I'd stop by later. My counselor then quickly said that it was about a scholarship that was due today. I was thinking, So what's her rush? In any case, I proceeded down to the office and I saw my mom in the office.
The last time my mom was in the office, in that same position, i was in HUGE trouble.
So obviously the color drained from my face. I figured I was in a shitload of trouble because her arms were crossed and her face was serious.
So I walk in, shaking, and colorless (which is a big difference for a brown girl) and she shows me the tube.
I was so relieved that I WASN'T in trouble that I did not do a dance or anything close. Then I smiled and was like "yay" but in my head I was just trying to get the color back in my face.
Then of course when I came home, I celebrated.
Posted by: nehalita on December 15, 2006
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Posted by: Solomon on December 15, 2006
Posted by: 0 on December 15, 2006
I burst into tears, screamed at the top of my lungs, flew down the steps, tackled my mother, flew out the door, JUMPED onto my brother and his friend (who were working on their cars outside), ran in frantic circles around the driveway, jumped in my car, drove to dad's office, tackled dad, drove to Colin's house, tackled Colin, drove with Colin to workplace of best friend, best friend fell over onto the ground and stayed there for a good two minutes, drove to other best friend's house, rinse and repeat. I honestly didn't stop smiling for weeks.
Posted by: Christina on December 15, 2006
Hahahahahahaha.
Posted by: Christina on December 15, 2006
seriously, college application is only for the mentally strong.
Posted by: bai on December 15, 2006
No doubt you have done what is necessary to convince admissions you will succeed here. You were accepted. Congratulations. However, your arrogance and narcissism already put you far below the other members of the class of 2011 in a variety of ways. It makes me sad that you did not feel the need to celebrate your admission to MIT like the rest of us did with anymore than a smug wink to your father. It is one thing to be confident in yourself and of course, to have your parents' confidence in you as well. But please do not disrespect rejected and deferred applicants in inferring that good matches for MIT are always, without a doubt, accepted.
MIT does not accept pompous, unappreciative students, but you seem to have fallen through the cracks. And in that respect, you most certainly did get lucky.
I very highly recommend dropping your sense of entitlement before the fall.
Posted by: 0 on December 16, 2006
Posted by: 0 on December 16, 2006
At 12:09, I read:
"Dear William...
On behalf of the Admissions Committee, it is my pleasure to offer you admission to the MIT Class of 2011...
blah blah blah
...Marilee Jones, Dean of Admissions"
"NO. FREAKING. WAY!!!!" I said, and then the rest of the day was just a blur after that...I was so thankful/ relieved/ honored. What a great feeling. THANKS MIT ADMISSIONS!
Posted by: Big Will on December 16, 2006
At 12:09, I read:
"Dear William...
On behalf of the Admissions Committee, it is my pleasure to offer you admission to the MIT Class of 2011...
blah blah blah
...Marilee Jones, Dean of Admissions"
"NO. FREAKING. WAY!!!!" I said, and then the rest of the day was just a blur after that...I was so thankful/ relieved/ honored. What a great feeling. THANKS MIT ADMISSIONS!
Posted by: Big Will on December 16, 2006
At 12:09, I read:
"Dear William...
On behalf of the Admissions Committee, it is my pleasure to offer you admission to the MIT Class of 2011...
blah blah blah
...Marilee Jones, Dean of Admissions"
"NO. FREAKING. WAY!!!!" I said, and then the rest of the day was just a blur after that...I was so thankful/ relieved/ honored. What a great feeling. THANKS MIT ADMISSIONS!
Posted by: Big Will on December 16, 2006
At 12:09, I read:
"Dear William...
On behalf of the Admissions Committee, it is my pleasure to offer you admission to the MIT Class of 2011...
blah blah blah
...Marilee Jones, Dean of Admissions"
"NO. FREAKING. WAY!!!!" I said, and then the rest of the day was just a blur after that...I was so thankful/ relieved/ honored. What a great feeling. THANKS MIT ADMISSIONS!
Posted by: Big Will on December 16, 2006
Posted by: Big Will on December 16, 2006
I got home at 11, but I didn't get on the computer until 12:05. I was really nervous, so I kept stalling and stalling until my mom pretty much forced me to check. When I first read the letter, I was looking for a "Congratulations!" or "Welcome" or even just an exclamation point! At first I thought I was deferred, but then I saw "admission to the class of 2011". I went back and read it again, and realized that I had actually gotten in! I shrieked really loudly and was completely giddy for the rest of the day.
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Posted by: Emily on December 18, 2006
the night before, i didnt go to sleep until 3/4ish. i was "working" on some IB stuff lol, trying to push the thought of what i KNEW was gonna be deferral to the back of my mind.
sooo i woke up around 10:30, at peace with the fact that i was gonna be deferred, but i'd still have to put a nice face on for the scholarship/mentor meeting i was going to after decisions were released. I really dont remember wat i did between 10:30 and 11:45, but around 11:45, i checked the admissions site and saw that decisions were up. sooo i called one of my MITES friends, macdaleine...cus it was her bday and to tell her decisions were up. then i checked mine and started screaming lol.
i went to tell my mommy and she was....pretty happy to say the least. then i told my father when he came home from home depot..and he was pretty happy too lol. HUGE understatement but u get the idea lol.
Posted by: Emily P on December 18, 2006
Posted by: Yoshi on December 19, 2006
The night before decisions came out last year, I had a dream that I got accepted. In many ways, this was a lot worse that dreaming that I had been rejected -- the disappointment of waking up and realising that I had another 10 hours to wait (it's Ireland, remember) to check my fate was not a whole lot of fun.
That day, I went down to study at the local college with a friend (we had exams looming). The place was deserted, since it was a Saturday. We worked for a few hours, and, as 5pm rolled by, I went upstairs to check the decision (the wireless network didn't cover the room in which we were working). I don't remember much of what happened as I received the decision. I definitely wish they just wrote ACCEPTED in large flashing red characters on a bright green background. It took me a while to realise what the letter was telling me. After a little while, it did dawn on me that I'd got in.
I went back downstairs, and told my friend. He said, "oh, cool", and turned back to his work. Five minutes later, he turned to me again, and said "OH. You got into MIT?" Turns out he thought I meant I had got into the wireless network -- we'd had a lot of trouble in the past getting 'net access down there.
So, after a little delay, the celebrations began.
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