Sometimes all you can do is make the best of a situation.You’ll most likely find that there’s always some good in it you never saw before.This I believe. For me, the college application process was a grueling procedure that was mentally and emotionally trying.I had my heart set on attending my father’s alma mater since I was a little girl.I thought that, with good grades, many athletic achievements, and years of community service to boast of, I was a strong applicant that this school would want to have among its graduating class of 2013.I was wrong. As of now, I have been all but rejected by my dream school.My application was at first deferred, and I am now waitlisted, to be notified of possible acceptance by June 1st.To me, at this major turning point in my life that determines my entire future, this was a devastating blow.I felt like everything I had worked for, everything my life had been up until my application was reviewed, just wasn’t good enough.I wasn’t consoled by the acceptance letters I received from other schools; I could only think that the school I wanted the most didn’t want me. Practicality finally forced me to address the situation at hand.I wasn’t about to leave my future undecided for any reason.When I forced myself to put my dream school out of my mind and focus on my other options, I found that I liked one particular school I had been accepted to almost as much as I had my dream school.Because I needed to make a decision about my plans for the fall, I started looking at this new path in a whole new light and it became easier and easier for me to get excited about this new prospect.By moving forward past the bitter feelings of rejection, I realized all the wonderful opportunities I found in this school that hadn’t been my first choice at all, and yet is my potential home for the next four years of my life. I am genuinely excited to attend this other school now, even though in the back of my mind I am still eager to see if I finally get accepted by my dream school.I know that this is because I made an effort to see the best of a situation that was, to say the least, less than ideal.But I believe that there is always that bright side to disappointment, you just have to look for it.If it turns out that I get into my dream school after all, at the final finish line of this tortuous wait, then I will write a second essay about how if something is meant to be it will happen.If not, I will attend this other school in the fall, and I’ll remember that I was able to find the bright side of rejection and that I could still be happy.
For me, the college application process was a grueling procedure that was mentally and emotionally trying. I had my heart set on attending my father’s alma mater since I was a little girl. I thought that, with good grades, many athletic achievements, and years of community service to boast of, I was a strong applicant that this school would want to have among its graduating class of 2013. I was wrong.
As of now, I have been all but rejected by my dream school. My application was at first deferred, and I am now waitlisted, to be notified of possible acceptance by June 1st. To me, at this major turning point in my life that determines my entire future, this was a devastating blow. I felt like everything I had worked for, everything my life had been up until my application was reviewed, just wasn’t good enough. I wasn’t consoled by the acceptance letters I received from other schools; I could only think that the school I wanted the most didn’t want me.
Practicality finally forced me to address the situation at hand. I wasn’t about to leave my future undecided for any reason. When I forced myself to put my dream school out of my mind and focus on my other options, I found that I liked one particular school I had been accepted to almost as much as I had my dream school. Because I needed to make a decision about my plans for the fall, I started looking at this new path in a whole new light and it became easier and easier for me to get excited about this new prospect. By moving forward past the bitter feelings of rejection, I realized all the wonderful opportunities I found in this school that hadn’t been my first choice at all, and yet is my potential home for the next four years of my life.
I am genuinely excited to attend this other school now, even though in the back of my mind I am still eager to see if I finally get accepted by my dream school. I know that this is because I made an effort to see the best of a situation that was, to say the least, less than ideal. But I believe that there is always that bright side to disappointment, you just have to look for it. If it turns out that I get into my dream school after all, at the final finish line of this tortuous wait, then I will write a second essay about how if something is meant to be it will happen. If not, I will attend this other school in the fall, and I’ll remember that I was able to find the bright side of rejection and that I could still be happy.