<p>It’s over for us. D3, and last, got rejected by Yale, Princeton and UPenn.</p>
<p>She won’t let me hug her. </p>
<p>Looks like it’s Duke. Not a bad choice at all, but it still hurts to be rejected at all the Ivies.</p>
<p>got the bad news from Harvard. Heart broken!!!</p>
<p>S was rejected at Brown and Dartmouth, but is handling it very well. Me, I am just so happy it is all over and beyond that, I am so happy to see S handling it very well! Now I can enjoy the chicken.</p>
<p>Guy, ready for hand holding. Congrats CGarret – your D is adorable. Couldn’t happen to a nicer girl.</p>
<p>Your kids will end up at wonderful places. Honest. </p>
<p>And good friend of DS was accepted to Princeton and hates it and is dropping out. I know she would have loved NYU.</p>
<p>There’s a thousand stories in the naked city. </p>
<p>Keep the faith!</p>
<p>Congrats cgarrett and everyone with great news! Hugs to all.</p>
<p>Brownie sundaes?!?! owlice I hope you’re hosting in 2010 and 2013.</p>
<p>My stomach is upset for everyone. I even broke down and did some nevous baking.</p>
<p>Oh, and I have a bit of good news I can share. My 13yo got an $1,800 scholarshp to a camp this summer!</p>
<p>cgarret: please forget the guilty and confused. Just feel the lucky and surprised and happy and proud and all the other good things. I for one am thrilled to see some of the others here getting their good news. My DD will be more than fine at her school next year. It is most certainly Yale’s loss to have passed her over. She is a star. Shame on them for not recognizing that!!!</p>
<p>I have so enjoyed taking this journey with all of you, even though my last child went through this last year. Watching friends’ kids suffer this process this year has made me grateful that we finished up last year. The support that you have all provided for one another has been so amazing, and from the descriptions on this thread you all have terrific children who will thrive wherever they land. I think the best advice I got regarding dealing with their disappointment was to remember to tell them that they are not defined by the college that accepts them, nor by the ones that deny them. We, their sibs, friends and family love them for who they are, not for what they do, or where they go to school. But it’s ok to be disappointed, its been a very long journey. Take a deep breath, give them a big hug (for results of all kinds) and head for the nearest ice cream store! I’ll be back when 2 of mine apply to grad school next year!</p>
<p>Son rejected at Brown and Yale but says he would have died from shock if he’d been accepted, so I’m happy he’s still around! These were long shots, magical thinking, but why not? He was accepted at his four music schools, three with money, but is very seriously thinking of a gap year in the UK, singing…</p>
<p>Going out to get Indian food because I have no time to cook. Thanks for the companionship!</p>
<p>Thanks everyone…and thanks mythmom…I think so too, but I am her mother…I feel very lucky right now…</p>
<p>Okay, someone is going to have to bring out the cake at 7 PM, for I may be late, and it’s mythmom’s birthday, and birthday cake can’t be late, even if I am! Do we have a volunteer?</p>
<p>Well, I’m here under false pretences because b’day was a few days ago. How about we dedicate the cake to the HS Class of '08 and their wonderful parents.</p>
<p>Hear! Hear!</p>
<p>Congratulations to everyone who got good news, and well, bottoms up and cheers to those who didn’t. I couldn’t stand it any longer and told DS that the mailman has just driven off. He broke from the baseball to DRIVE the .3 miles to the mailbox. I watched him all the way, saw him get a little bit of mail, read it, get in the car… waiting for the car to come up the hill… waiting… finally engine starts and DS walks in – denied from my own alma mater… my heart broken, DS stiff upper lip and working on plans for attending his #3 (assuming #2 doesn’t come thru either in a week or so)… I am so glad you all are here. Everyone else thinks I am a psycho for being so emotional… Owlice, slide some whiskey down the bar in my direction… Will be back soon to cheer up the rest.</p>
<p>Well that’s what I thought, mythmom, but an extended celebration is fine too. You deserve it!</p>
<p>Happy Birthday MythMom!! Owlice, is it a BIG cake??? Big enough for a hunky fireman to jump out of??? :)</p>
<p>No, we don’t think you’re psycho for feeling emotional or heartbroken, university1. That’s why we’re here and not with the general population who will think we’re nuts. I’ve talked with people who think I was crazy to visit 20 campuses with our son–it was a joy–who is anyone else to say how we should spend our time?</p>
<p>Oh, that’s funny university1, but I think mythmom would prefer a poet jumping out of her cake.</p>
<p>I think I take the cake (haha owlice) for nuttiness. I lured my family into a road trip to Bryn Mawr, Haverford and Swarthmore after S had already been accepted to Williams. No one had applied; I just wanted to see them.</p>
<p>I still want to see UofC, Grinnell, Macalester and Carleton.</p>
<p>Some people visit cathedrals; I like visiting colleges.</p>
<p>But now my obsession is becoming a little nutty. A year to the day that DS made his final decision, and he is almost done with his frosh year.</p>
<p>It goes fast guys.</p>
<p>The cake is HUGE, of course!!!</p>
<p>(TWO hunky poets could fit in it! Will not say whether they have!)</p>
<p>:: slides whiskey to university1 ::</p>
<p>As someone else posted, please remember that your kid takes cues from you.</p>
<p>Not just your kids, either; one week exactly after I’d signed my first mortgage, the first of my friends to take that huge-at-the-time step, I got laid off from my job, my first-job-after-graduation. Yeah, scary thing for me, but a friend and I went to McDonalds (he bought 
) and he told me I’d be fine. He was SO totally convincing, telling me I’d go out and find another job, that I felt better, and then believed him, and then did just that – got a better job for more money.</p>
<p>It wasn’t until years later that he told me, when we were talking about some old times, that he was scared out of his mind for me, that he just couldn’t imagine what was going to happen or how I could stand it. He had not shown that to me at all. He had bucked me up when I needed it and made me believe in myself again.</p>
<p>I hope when the times require it, I am as good a parent to S as my friend was a friend to me.</p>
<p>Back later this evening… hugs, whiskey, ice cream, cake, brownies, champagne, to whomever needs each, and to their parents, too! :D</p>
<p>Or Placido Damingo singing Nessun Dorma.</p>
<p>DadII:</p>
<p>Sorry for your news from Harvard. On the bright side, your DD has so many great schools to choose from. She will do wonderfully wherever she decides to go. Chin up!</p>