Official NYU Early Decision Thread!

[scorp_ion]

<p>well mine was also mailed on 12/11, and usps estimated the delivery time to be 2 days, but i just got mine today, so the estimate isn’t extremely accurate.</p>

[Rellims3]

<p>Decision: ACCEPTED</p>

<p>Stats:
NYU School: Stern
SAT/ACT: 710 Math 700 CR
SAT IIs: 750 Math I 650 Lit
GPA (w/uw): 3.9 out of 4.3 uw
Rank (# out of #) or %: n/a
Total AP’s/IB’s taken: 1 Junior, 4 Senior</p>

<p>Subjective:
Essays: Good
Teacher Recs: As good as possible
Counselor Rec: Not Sure
Major EC’s: President of FBLA, EMT on Volunteer rescue squad, Captain of cross country team junior and senior year, winter and spring track
Hook (if any): </p>

<p>Location/Person:
State or Country: New Jersey
Ethnicity: Italian
Income Bracket:—
Gender: Male
Intended Major: Finance</p>

[akshan822]

<p>but your in Ohio which is farther than 30 mins from NYU so that means if i was accepted I should have heard back in the same time you did…I’m so screwed.</p>

[akshan822]

<p>For those of you who already got accepted what does the envelope look like? I just want this waiting game to end it’s so brutal</p>

[lunasea77]

<p>the package was huge. Anyways, heres my essay, not sure how wise it is to post it here but w/e. Don’t plagiarize me :). (Posted for posterity). Btw somebody on this forum told me this essay was terrible and shouldn’t be submitted.</p>

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There is a soul behind every scream. We sometimes forget about this simple fact. During the summer of my sophomore year, I volunteered in China as an interpreter for the World Health Organization. Part of that position was to teach villagers about the dangers of sexually transmitted diseases, unprotected sex, and intravenous diseases. Before that point I had never seen manifestations of human tragedy so harrowing and sobering, accounts of mothers dying alongside their offspring, young daughters leaving home never to come back, and children growing up hungry and alone. The world, the real world of wondrous life and meaningless death, never seemed so close and clear. Like the Grinch, I felt my heart grow three sizes that summer. That summer, I felt something real, something irrevocably honest and sincere: I felt humanity.
When I got back to the United States, I did not know what to think. I was so lucky. I was lucky to have running water, loving parents, and a bounty of opportunity. But, despite all that I had witnessed, the environment I returned to had become inconceivable in its privilege. So I retreated into what I knew was tangible and safe, into the world of books and knowledge. I ignored my friends, video games, and all my antique pursuits of immaturity. For the first time, I felt a pain gnawing at my center rather than my stomach. It was that hunger which emboldened me to devour literature like an insatiable glutton. I read Sartre’s Nausea, Murakami’s The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, and Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby all in the first month after stepping foot on American soil. These immense writers, resplendent in their genius and insight, became my guides, my teachers, and my heroes.
Never before had I realized how complex and convoluted the human soul could be, and how empty my own was. I began to write more and more. I was horrendous at first, but despite each abhorrent word and clumsy sentence, I kept on writing. I had found something beyond the scope of my high school world, something far outside of my immaturity and apathy. In the written word I had found empathy and compassion; in writing I had found what had been missing from the cavernous depths of my soul.
I had found something I loved.
During my junior year, my school’s literary magazine needed submissions. So I wrote. I wrote about all that I remembered. I wrote about muddy streets and desolate houses, laughing faces and innocent graces. I wrote until my fingers ached, my eyes hurt, and day descended into night; until the words danced truth for me and communicated all that I never could. Eventually, the story was made the centerfold of the publication and received a resoundingly warm reception. For once I was happy for all the right reasons, I was happy for accomplishing that which I never imagined myself capable.
I went back to China this year. There, amongst the teeming streets, bustling bazaars, and the smell of a million different spices, I felt an affinity that transcended mere skin color, tradition, or belief. I felt a connection to the people and out of that, an immutable sense of gratitude for the inspiration that had sprung from our relationship. I felt at peace knowing that I had finally found meaning in my life.

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[toyotacamry]

<p>that essay was nice. that person probably doesnt know how to write. congrats of course :)</p>

[lunasea77]

<p>Thanks so much ^_^</p>

[Ryechu]

<p>Kind of off topic, but you’re crazy for Haruki Murakami too?! He is my absolute favorite author. I was so close to writing about Norwegian Wood for my essay, but I didn’t know how I’d pull it off.</p>

<p>Your essay is incredible, btw. =]</p>

[laurenxo25]

<p>Still no word in PA. Getting worried…</p>

[lovemetwoxtimes]

<p>Don’t give up hope. I somewhat accepted rejection and I started to apply to other colleges today. My mail was late so I hiked down my snow covered driveway every thirty minutes. At five oclock I told my friend that this was the last time I was going to check the mail… and then Bam! the package was in the mail. I got accepted to GSP, not what I was hoping for, but I guess it’s hard to get into top colleges with not so good SAT scores. Yeah, but the moral of my story is GSP letters were apparently sent out last week and I received mine today and I live not even 2 hours from the city.</p>

[toyotacamry]

<p>^omg nice!!</p>

[peanutbutter3]

<p>lauren, i live in pa too and nothing. im getting so worried. </p>

<p>but lovemetwoxtimes, you give me hope haha</p>

[akshan822]

<p>anyone live in westchester county NY and get their results yet?</p>

[yingheen1289]

<p>gettin worried…live in nj…still nothing =/</p>

[slater6661]

<p>nothing for me today :-)</p>

[Ryechu]

<p>Nothing in LI, New York.</p>

[balenciaga_baby]

<p>nothing for me today either and im in connecticut (gallatin).</p>

[helpmeout]

<p>accepted into steinhardt! i actually received my letter on thursday. i live in pa.</p>

[ldee]

<p>i got nothing again today…</p>

[falsettos]

<p>I got into Tisch Dramatic Writing today. My mailman is now terrified to come to my house after accosting him.</p>