<p>Trilt: I am so sorry that your parents didn’t seem to care. I totally understand and sympathize. I got into Harvard and I was so excited. My father just turned around and said, “Well, you’re not going.” I vowed to never let my kids feel that kind of sadness. So, while I’m sure plenty of other people have said it, “CONGRATULATIONS! I hope that you are totally thrilled.”</p>
<p>I love these stories because we all celebrate in different ways, but we’re all so happy for each other and our kids.</p>
<p>The day DS’s ED admission packet came in the mail he was staying late at school working on the school newspaper in the usual last minute frenzy of getting it to the printer. We’d had a new lock installed the same day, and called to tell him he had to meet us outside school because we were going out for the evening and he needed to get the new key. He met us in front of school, annoyed at the interruption, and grumbled “So gimme the key!” “We don’t have the key,” I replied sweetly, then hesitated. I pulled out the acceptance packet. “We have this.” He let out a whoop and literally danced his way back into the building. (Somehow this memory has not been spoiled by the fact that he hated the school and transferred!)</p>
<p>D2 just got her acceptance! We saw the letter in the mailbox but chose to leave the mail in there. When she got home we asked her to get the mail. </p>
<p>Thin letter! Congratulations on your acceptance to the class of 2013. </p>
<p>Actually, I forgot to check for the mail the day my d’s acceptance to the school she now attends (which had waffled between #1 & #2 among her choices) came in – the mail is stuck through a slot in our garage door, so I don’t always check it promptly. I went out close to midnight to finish up a load of laundry and check the mail, saw the big envelope & took it to my d’s bedroom, where she was already drifting off to sleep. She was rather miffed that I woke her up, rolled over & went back to sleep and said she would look at the package in the morning. So no histrionics in our house.</p>
<p>I wasnt expecting my letter from Rice until the 15. When I logged in, I saw that I had a FA award letter starting with Congratulations…I jumped out of my seat and yelped. As I read the letter, it stated that all my need would be met without loans (basically full-ride) I began to shout, cry and speak in tongues (I’m pentecostal). I called up my mother and told my father, neither of whom seemed really interested but that’s okay because it just gave me more time to give God glory. I’m still in a state of disbelief.</p>
<p>Haha, same exact feelings too. My friends were practically bribing me to apply to Stanford with them – I didn’t want to though … and they’re 2/2 on acceptances so far lolll…but I’m still pretty happy about getting into my first choice.</p>
<p>Anyways, I received news from my safety(UGA) online @ around 6pm-- so I was relatively happy about that Then I got an e-mail saying EDI decisions for Emory would be up by 7am this morning…I couldn’t really sleep after reading that–so I stayed up and saw the letter online at around 12am…woke my parents up & after celebrating for a while – I told them to go back to sleep & then I felt bad for waking them up …but they were still so happy this morning and they keep telling me how proud they are of me…Makes me feel pretty good…so overall…pretty good experience.</p>
<p>paradycia, you just reminded me of the day before my acceptance into UGA. I was so upset. I felt like I was more than qualified to be in their school. I was mad because they called me several times (to the point of pesterance) so I was sure I’d get in. But, it doesnt matter because I’m going to RICE!!!</p>
<p>Also, what is so weird is that the night before I kept having dreams of being deferred, then accepted. I automatically assumed that UGA would accept me and Rice would defer me. Turns out to be the other way. Thank God dreams do come true!</p>
<p>My parents and I opened the email together because it really was a family affair. When I went to the link and saw the letter we all went into the hallway- thanked God and jumped really high into the air!!!</p>
<p>Ellebud: Thanks so much. And it’s not that they didn’t care- it’s just that I already had two acceptances to decent colleges down, and neither of them understood how extremely anxious I was to get into my first choice. </p>
<p>That said… I’m writing this from the dorm room of that first choice right now, procrastinating studying calculus. All’s well that ends well, and I love it here as much as I thought I would. (:</p>
<p>The big publics tend to go by just the numbers. Schools like Rice have enough admissions staff to look at applicants holistically. Congrats, pyles! :)</p>
<p>I didn’t get accepted yet myself (still a junior), but I go to boarding school, and I got to see firsthand an excited senior go crazy, yelling and screaming in his room and literally flying out of his room colliding with everyone in the hallway. It was pretty crazy, but I can understand; He got into his first choice (Yale)</p>
<p>My time was kind of weird. For Stanford, I thought the letter might come out early, so I checked my email after 3 on friday while at a friend’s house, but no response. Then I walked home thinking how much it would suck to wait until monday, considering I have finals this week. Then when I got home, I turned on a movie and checked my email, and the email was there (“Your Stanford Admissions Decision”). I almost had a heart attack and looked at the subject line for at least a minute before clicking. This was my school email and the content was formatted so it read just up to my name. I again sat for a minute considering whether to scroll down. I got accepted and basically went crazy, but no one was home, so I frantically tried to call my parents, but to no avail. I went downstairs to my grandpa’s place and had a huge smile and told him I had good news, but I would tell him later (I wanted to tell everyone at the same time). Then my parents came home and I told them! I was also scared because I am really insecure and one of my friends had been accepted to USC a couple years ago only to find out they reversed the decisions (acceptance letters went to the rejected students and vice versa). So I thought it was just an error, it wasn’t until I got my acceptance package today that I went completely crazy.</p>
<p>This was a year back but I remember it like it was yesterday. Results to her #1 school were supposed to posted online at 5:00 pm. It was around 4:00 ish and DD and I were in the kitchen when she decided that she’d turn the computer on and get the page up so it was ready to go when her decision arrived. Moments later I heard unintelligible screams and I ran to the study to see DD with tears streaming down her face, staring at the computer, still screaming. When I saw what was on the computer, I started screaming too. We then called my husband and other daughter and told them. It was a very happy day!</p>
<p>…that we figured that S’s two EA decisions would come in the mail. S and I were at a debate tournament all day yesterday (he debating, me judging), so that was a great diversion. My oldest son had been alerted the night before to check the mail for envelopes from the two colleges. During the lunch break at the tournament, I called him. He told me that the envelope to #1 choice college had arrived. Could he see into it? No, no window on the envelope. Could there be more than one sheet? Definitely. And that is when I knew that surely it must be an acceptance letter.</p>
<p>I told S that the envelope had arrived, but not that it seemed to have more than one page. He refused to let his older brother open the envelope. On the drive home from the tournament, he finally admitted to being nervous. </p>
<p>We got home around 7 p.m. and when I lifted the envelope, I knew. There must be more in that envelope than a simple deferral letter. S carefully opened the envelope and a reply envelope fell out. And that is when I knew for sure!</p>
<p>Oldest son was out, dh is out of town, and youngest ds is on a Boy Scout campout, so it was just the two of us. I gave him a great big hug and said, “I knew you could do it!” </p>
<p>The other EA envelope should arrive tomorrow. But this first one was for the place that S had as his #1 choice (for now…there are still places he’s applying to that he hasn’t visited, so who knows what the final stackup will be come April).</p>
<p>S is abroad as an exchange student for his entire senior year. He left in August and won’t be back until early July. So all his applications have been by internet and email. He applied to GU-SFS for Early Action. He was, and we were, hopeful, but understanding that the numbers make everyone’s application a crap shoot. </p>
<p>Two weeks ago he told me that, whether admitted or not, he wanted an email with only the basics - congratulations or sorry. He asked me to skip the long praise or condolence. He wanted to sort out how he felt on his own. Here’s our interchange, below. I know it reads as anti-climactic, but I am really happy that he was able to articulate in advance how he wanted to hear this news, and that as his parents we were able to respect that. Besides, two hours after this exchange his Facebook page reflected his happiness to the world.</p>
<p>Me: Congratulations, son. You’re in. Simple, as you requested. We’ll discuss as soon as you’re ready.</p>
<p>Him: Seriously. Holy **<strong><em>. I need to digest this information… I wasn’t expecting the news for another two days. Holy </em></strong>.</p>
<p>Me: Seriously. Want me to scan the letter to you?</p>