This is a hard pill to swallow, and consequently a hard post to write, but I guess it is what it is at this point: I just found out that I got rejected from UW-Madison.
Obviously this is surprising news to a lot of us, but we also all knew it could end up this way.
I now have four options.
- Appeal the decision. This has not proven fruitful in the past, but I figure that there’s really nothing to lose at this point. Besides, I feel like going to the Admissions office in person and talking to someone nicely about all of this – again, it might not get me anywhere, but the worst has already happened, so it’s worth a shot.
- Enroll at MATC in the guaranteed transfer program. I’ll admit that a very large part of what pulled me to Madison was the school, but since then, I’ve developed another place for myself – neighborhoods, friends, most notably work. Transferring in from MATC would save me money, let me continue to work my job (which is the best job I could have right now, probably), and most importantly, I could start right away in January.
- Move back home in April or May (or earlier), live at home and work for the summer, and go to Temple in the fall. I’m currently considering this option the most.
Move back home more immediately, start at MC, and transfer into Maryland.This is theoretically an option but I do not want to pursue it. I’ve never really wanted to go to Maryland – I’d pick Temple first.
So, of course, this is bad news.
But I’d also like to take a moment to thank the people who supported me in this insane quest – regardless of the outcome, they were behind me from day one. Mom, dad, Mr. Stelzner, all of my friends from Blair, neighborhood folks (particularly the Glenshaws), all of my friends at the Dane (particularly Paul and Mandi), and everyone else here in Madison (or elsewhere) who was super supportive in some way or another. It showed me a lot about the strength of friendships, connections, and the inherent good in people – not necessarily something I believe in 100%, but definitely something I believe in a lot more now than I did before moving out here. It means a lot.