Rejection as a means of finding my place

So I didn't actually get into any schools other than St Andrews, and I feel as though this is karma's way of telling me that I should have withdrawn from them as St Andrews was my first choice, and fate's way of telling me that St Andrews is indeed the school for me, despite my concerns regarding its academic flexibility.

After opening two rejection letters and a wait list - Swarthmore, Middlebury and Reed, respectively - I felt initially crestfallen, and then almost immediately after a sense of belonging, of now being affiliated with one and only one University, and that is St Andrews. Not since I was accepted at St Andrews had I felt so completely sure of my place there, without hesitance or the lingering thought that if I got into Middlebury perhaps I might go there instead. And that feels wonderful, to be one hundred percent committed to my first choice school. I'm sending in the necessary forms this week - I've already asked Reed to take me off the wait list - and then I will be officially part of the St Andrews class of 2011!

Labels: college, St Andrews

posted by Holly @ 2:23 PM