It was as though someone had reached into my chest with an ice-cold hand, and sqeezed the life out of my poor heart, as my eyes scanned through the email.
'With best-value rankings in Kiplinger's Personal Finance, SmartMoney Magazine and the Princeton Review, Purdue is among the nation's best investments in higher education. And now that you're admitted, it's time to learn more about everything Purdue has to offer you."
I read and reread the email. 'They must be going nuts,' I thought. First of all, they're calling me names. I'm pretty sure a boilermaker isn't something along the lines of a compliment. Second of all, it is way too early to be receiving acceptance letters. I mean, the application deadline is in March, and it's only February 13. I was convinced that this was a mass email sent to everyone, and that by 'now that you're admitted', they mean 'when you're admitted'. Silly college, I thought. They even linked a video to me, where a girl was giving a welcome message.
"Hi!" The scarily cheerful girl said to the camera. "Congradulations! I heard about your admission to Purdue!" This was just going great. I hadn't even heard about it, and she has?!
I was in a complete lunatic frenzy. While this could be a total misunderstanding, I keep thinking how they couldn't have used such definite words when telling someone that they're accepted, when in reality they're not. I then, with an audible gasp, noticed another earlier email from the 'Liberal Arts Honors Program at Purdue University'.
'Congratulations on your outstanding high school performance and your admission to Purdue University! We look forward to welcoming you to the campus. As an outstanding beginning student in the College of Liberal Arts, you are eligible to register for Honors courses...'
IT'S TRUE!
If my dad and sister weren't there in the room as well, I would have started rolling on the ground in joy. (I don't know why though.. it's like being caught on fire. The whole 'Drop and Roll' thing firemen like to teach.) A huge unbelievable burden has finally been lifted. The months of writing essays, researching schools, compiling material to send, chasing teachers for CCA records and testimonials, the SATs, the one month teaching in China, the filling up of all those application forms., not to mention the sleepless nights wondering about how I could kill myself if no school took me... All led up to this.
Most importantly, I now have not a care in the world what my A'Levels results are. It was my moment of triumph, my glory and vindication. It was as though every last piece has finally fallen into place. I could just burst into joy, into a million golden sparkling bubbles.
'Congrats!' My dad says. 'You must be thrilled!'
'Meh. It's alright.'
The plan now is to leave in July, to make it in time for their one day Summer Transition, Advising, and Registration (STAR) program. After which, I would have more than a month there while I wait for school to begin on the 25th of August. Im thinking of finally fulfilling my dream of looking for a real life Taylor the Latte Boy, so all the Starbucks in Indiana better watch out.
I'm under the Department of Sociology, and it offers 'Sociology' and 'Law & Society' as majors. The obvious choice would be the latter, so when people ask me what I study, I can say 'Oh, not much~~ *Law*' while giving that condescending 'half-smile and a nod'. Yup, this is why I'm going college.
Miss me very much, darhlings.
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