The End

Guess what? I received all of my college decisions, as of March 28, 2014, at 2:00 pm. And guess what the result was?

5 rejections to 2 acceptances.

Now, when I thought about that happening about a year ago, I saw myself devastated. Depressed. Crushed. Angry. Confused. And worthless.

Laugh out loud.

In a way, it's somewhat of a relief. I mean, how could anyone choose from 7 schools? Also, I felt barely interested in about 3 of them. Although, I did (and still do) want to get into one of them specifically so badly that it literally felt painful to think about the alternative. The alternative that happened. The same alternative that I SURVIVED.

So how upset did I get over being rejected 5 times, 3 of which were all within 24 hours? Not as upset as I would have imagined. Perhaps it's just the senior year attitude, but I feel like I barely care about anything anymore. I only cried twice: majorly upset over not getting into that dream school, and somewhat angry over all the wasted time after receiving my next to last decision.

All of that time. I could have been having fun, smiling, and enjoying life. Less stressed. Happier. Less confused. And more realistic.

People tell me that if I had known the result beforehand, I wouldn't have done anything different. But I would have. I was stupid from the beginning, as I've discussed before, because four of those schools had a crazy low probability of my getting into them. But I still had hope. And honestly, hope keeps you going for a bit, but it can come back and destroy you not much later. So, I would have forgotten about two of those places, and focused a heck of a lot more on those essays for my dream school.

But I suppose that's what dreams are: dreams. They're called "dreams" for a reason. They're not easy to achieve.

I digress. I have one very, very good offer, so I feel fortunate for that. I just wish things had turned out differently. Don't we usually? However, nobody is fully in control of his or her life; one can only try to plan for it. Therefore, as I make the final decision on where I will spend the next four years of my education (and probably the best ones yet), I look forward to the twists and turns along the way. After all, it is the twists and turns in life that shape us into the wonderfully distorted human beings that we're destined to become.