<p>i’ve gone through stages of emotion thus far in the application process</p>
<ol>
<li>thinking that i am ABSOLUTELY going to get in, no question. it’s not like uchicago is harvard!</li>
<li>realizing that chicago is NOT the easiest school to get into, and my sat scores are not THAT amazing, but atleast my essay is good!</li>
<li>rereading my application and realizing that my essay is not that good, bad even, but still assuming that i’ll get in.</li>
<li>starting to admit that i’m not going to get in, but deep inside thinking that i will</li>
<li>admitting that i’m not going to get in, and deep inside knowing that it’s true, but still running out to get the mail every day.</li>
<li>complete loss of hope. there’s no point in even checking the mail anymore. i just don’t need to see that tiny envelope, it’s unnecessary since i know it’s coming.</li>
</ol>
<p>i just reached stage five, and i think i’ll be there until i get the letter.</p>