<p>When I got into Pratt Institute, my first choice, it was a complete surprise. I mean, I’d been kind of half expecting the fact that I was going to get accepted (I had kickass test scores, pretty good grades, a recommendation letter from an alumni, a really good portfolio in my opinion, and also an awesome essay according to my teachers), but since all the good opportunities in my life have literally been slipped out of my hands since I was about eleven, I was also kind of subconsciously waiting to get rejected.</p>
<p>It was a Saturday night (lol, this sounds like a news story) and I signed onto the email I’d created specifically for my college letters, hoping to hear from another school I’d applied to regarding a problem with my application (and the problem with that school is still not solved FYI; it seems no matter how many effing times I mail or fax my transcript, they still can’t seem to receive it), and not expecting anything from Pratt. I wasn’t expecting anything from them, because I know that the admissions people don’t work on weekends, and since it was a Saturday I thought it wasn’t a possibility that anyone would be able to send me anything.</p>
<p>But there were two emails from Pratt, and I didn’t even have to open them to know the results, because one had the subject line “Congratulations!” and the other one “Now That You’ve Been Accepted”. So I opened them, hardly believing it.</p>
<p>I told my parents who were happy for me, because they knew it was the school I wanted to attend, but they’re not aware that it’s like one of the most famous art schools in the country or anything like that, because when it comes to colleges and universities they’re pretty clueless (they’re not from the USA and their English isn’t that great so they don’t really spend their time reading that kind of thing). So they’re kind of just mellow about it, happy for me for getting the one I wanted. They’re proud, but since they don’t know about the school’s reputation and all, they’re just a proud of my acceptances to my safety schools, where literally, the only requirement you need to get accepted is to have a pulse.</p>
<p>So I’ve been very happy ever since, but I still don’t expect to be going because of how expensive it is. If I don’t get the financial aid I need, that’s another opportunity I can kiss goodbye. I won’t really be ecstatic until I know for a fact that I can go.</p>