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.
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).