The realization of going to a prestigious university feels surreal--extremely surreal.
At first.
At first you will deny it: "Oh, they couldn't possibly mean me...They might have mixed me up with another person. Yeah! You know how common _[insert ethnically ambiguous/extremely rare name here]__ is!!! Every body has [i] that [/i] name!"
Or you're dealing with the trappings of...
Looking, searching for any mistakes they could have made in the email. Is that apostrophe or hyphen in your name in the right place? Are you categorized as the appropriate gender on your page? Is it the correct location? Email address? Major you put in? There has to be something wrong, somewhere in this notification.
Then you wait an entire week to check if the email has changed. Then after that week, and then some, you realize that it is real. You got in---not someone else.
The only problem now is dealing with the feeling of worthiness.
At first.
At first you will deny it: "Oh, they couldn't possibly mean me...They might have mixed me up with another person. Yeah! You know how common _[insert ethnically ambiguous/extremely rare name here]__ is!!! Every body has [i] that [/i] name!"
Or you're dealing with the trappings of...
Looking, searching for any mistakes they could have made in the email. Is that apostrophe or hyphen in your name in the right place? Are you categorized as the appropriate gender on your page? Is it the correct location? Email address? Major you put in? There has to be something wrong, somewhere in this notification.
Then you wait an entire week to check if the email has changed. Then after that week, and then some, you realize that it is real. You got in---not someone else.
The only problem now is dealing with the feeling of worthiness.
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