“I put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There’s only one thing you should know…”
It’s technically not true, but in my opinion, getting waitlisted is in a lot of ways worse than a ding. Great. All that stress I went through and thought would be finally over today just continues. For all I know, I could be the next one line to get in, or at the very bottom of a list a mile long. My life is still in limbo.
I had friends last year who sat on their waitlist statuses right up until the school year began. None of them got through. And with the competition this year, I doubt there’s going to be much room for people waiting to get in.
So if I equate this outcome to a ding, and assuming Stanford is ding as well, I’m essentially down to my last app. I’m hanging by a thread now. One more spin of the wheel. One more roll of the dice. I’m used to equating the admissions process to a marathon or some great battle. Now I use games chance.
I’m thinking about applying to Columbia for their April round, just in case. Columbia seems to have fewer essay requirements and I could probably turn around an app in the time allotted. But then again, I really don’t know if I can stomach another business school application. Also, the fact that I might be stuck at my job even longer is making me loathe my work even more.
I am so sick of the admissions process right now.