The Emerson College Rejected/Deferred/Wait-listed
Hey guys. I applied to Emerson College as a transfer student for Fall 2006. I heard people got their acceptance letters already and it's getting me really scared. Currently I go to Stetson University in DeLand Florida (renamed by students "dead land"), so maybe that's why I haven't gotten a letter yet? Because it's so far away? Hopefully? Probably?
Does anyone know if rejection letters are given later than acceptance letters? Or is it the other way around?
just checking in. how's everyone? hear anything yet? from emerson or transfer schools? i'd imagine transfer applicants are just now sending in stuff, so good luck! so far, i've sent in my apps to smith college and mcla. i'm finishing up my electronic app for uconn and i'm sending in my hampshire college and sarah lawrence apps this weekend when i go home. well, catch ya on the flip flop!
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I don't know if anyone still watches this community, because it was started by last year's rejected emerson applicants, but I applied to Emerson. It's my first choice and I'm a pessimist. I haven't gotten a decision yet, but I'm preparing myself just incase...so I'm not C R U S H E D if the bad letter comes.
So, I'd figured I'd add this one. Don't worry though, I'm not 100% negative...I also joined the Emerson College community :p
How is everyone?
hello everyone! what a cool idea for a community... anyway, here is my story.
so emerson college.... yeah i've been in love with it since the 7th grade. i live in woburn massachusetts which is about 10 miles from boston. my whole family works for the mbta (our transit system here in boston), so my whole life i've tagged along while my family goes to the transportation building. in case you do not know, it is RIGHT NEXT to emerson college. i've been looking up at emerson my whole life. the first thing i see when i come out of the boylston street station is emerson. anyway so at a very young age i knew i wanted to go to emerson. i've spent my whole life building up a resume, i've been in over 90 plays and musicals, a few commercials, worked as a model, and had a lead role in a movie. so i've been trying really hard to better myself as an actor. i also study opera at the new england conservatory of music.
when it came time for me to apply to emerson i did so. i went to my audition and everything. the guy i auditioned for said i did a really good job and that it was perfect... so yeah i thought i had a good shot at getting in. then the rejection letter comes and i completly broke down and it felt like my whole world came to a stop. i cursed all of my training and went into a depression for a few months.
i applied again and ended up getting accepted into the BFA acting program but they said they could not give me any financial aid. i didn't care about that, i just wanted to go there! then i got a letter from dean college saying that they really want me in their theatre program and that they would pay my full tuition if i go there. so i decided to go to dean. its only a two year school but i have given it a try. i really don't like it. i found that the school is way to small and we only put on three, yeah thats right THREE, productions a year.
this year i applied to julliard and i have an audition with them at the end of january.
i am still going to re-apply to emerson just for the hell of it.
but yeah, i wanted to share my story and look forward to talking to all of you!
It has been a while since this group has had any activity.
So how is everyone in their new schools?
Any interesting stories, horror or otherwise?
Anyone considering transferring?
Personally, I submitted Suffolk back in September and I'm in the process of finishing Northeastern as I write this. I would much rather go to Northwestern.
Anyway, the reason I remember to post in this group is that Emerson sent me a letter a week ago about applying for financial aid for fall 06, even though I was never enrolled for admission. I didn't even submit an application this year. Odd random fact.
be sure to always look up information on schools and to read carefully about the contracts you sign with them. i'm basically stuck at my current school for a year and i'm having a situation with my roommate where, because of her negligence, a hate crime occured in my living space. i have tried to get the res life's office to fix the situation, but i need to see them in person because i don't think it's being handeled properly. i have all sorts of other issues with the school, but i won't discuss them at this time. all i can say is that i like the friends i've made here, and the upass is pretty nifty, but mostly i've just been very depressed. i wish it weren't too late to apply for the school's honor program...
how is everyone else doing? talk to me, people.( *side note and/or warning to other membersCollapse )
alright. i refuse to be negative, because frankly that's all i have been and i'm trying to improve my attitude. as shitty as this all has been including the culminating rejection, i have decided that i believe the people who tell me that college is what you make it. so i'm going to make it. simple as that.
it doesn't matter that we (I) didn't get in anymore, what matters is that we continue to pursue whatever we were going to in the first place, because if we are really that good at what we do, we don't need a school to do it for us. i believe strongly in the concept of mind over matter, and this is just another test of that. even if we don't get to go to our ideal school, we can still become our ideal selves.
this was more for my benefit, really, but i wanted to share.
i'm excited to get to visit columbia next week. it's gonna be a blast. i've never been to chicago (except for midway airport) and i think it's going to be alot of fun (even if my dad's there! haha, just kidding) i'm just excited for college in general and i have no hard feelings toward emerson at all. sure, now i have to go to a school that's really far away and spend extra money for travel and food (no meal plan at my school unless you live in the dorm that has no apartment style living spaces) and i'm going somewhere that i've never been.
but i'm not bitter. not at all :D how is everyone else here? have you guys done orientation and testing and all that?
I swear if I could do high school all over again, I would. I know it's a crazy thought but I am just realizing now that I know so many more things then I did when I was a freshman. I would make differant desicions, I bet I would be valedictorian, and Emerson would have begged me to come to their college. And maybe I'd be sitting on the stage at Graduation instead of being squashed between two people that don't shower in the third row. And maybe people would recognize how hard I worked, and maybe I would be part of student senate and senior counsel, and I probably would have been part of prom comittee and video yearbook. I definitley would have wrote for the newspaper and made a fancy cover for the lit mag. I would have got plenty of scholarships and pats on the back. Then maybe on Monday I would graduate satisfied with the job I had done, and I could tell myself that I did the best anyone could do and that all my hard work had paid off. Yes, if I could wish on a star or twitch my nose or caorse a genie out of his bottle I would go back to my first day of high school and I would say Hi I'm Estee Atzbi and I am probably the smartest person in this school so get over it...wanna be friends? Me and my silly pipe dreams. High school is over and I have never felt so unfulfilled in my life.
On Monday at eleven in the morning I will file into the sovreign bank arena alongside 725 people that I don't really like, most of them I don't like soley because I never had the chance to get to know, and I'm not okay with that. On Monday morning I am going to watch the wrong person give a speech about hard work and dedication, while I sit in a plastic chair cursing under my breath because I know what I have to say is more important. After about two and a half rows of people,(a quarter of which I never even knew existed) a vice principal which I have never been formally introduced to will read my perfectly printed name off of a 3x5 index card, seconds after I hand it to him. He'll probably stumble over my last name, and I'll smile like I always do when that happens, then I'll shake his sweaty hand; infested with about 30 other peoples germs, and he'll hand me an empty case. Because we've practiced it repeatedly, I will walk to the sloppy x taped to the floor about 5 inches infront of the stairway, pose for my final high school photo and take my first step as an alumni of Old Bridge High School. While I should be thinking of the future on the way back to my seat; I can't help but pray that I don't fall in my fancy new heels while I'm trying to gracefully make some sort of impression; after all I am being watched by an arena full of proud parents, old geezers, grumpy teachers, and countless other stereotypical family memebers that don't really give a shit about me. I'm sure I will quickly look to the left, desperatley seeking a familiar face, maybe my family maybe a friend, anyone I can send a quick wave to, for the sole purpose of reassuring myself that after 4 years of high school I have found some sense of belonging. Sitting back down in my seat I'll do my best to hold my breathe because even on this "blessed day" many of my peers couldn't have the decency to practice proper hygeine. For the next 45 minutes I'll twiddle my thumbs and memorize every imperfection in my dress, every flawed step taken by the fool up at the podium, I'll see it all, because I really have nothing better to do. Not a thing can come to mind except how much I hate everyone around me right at that moment. I don't hate them because they hurt me, or because they made fun of me or cheated off my midterm junior year. I hate them because they remind me of everything I didn't do over the past four years. Their smiles, and excitement, and bitter-sweet tears, every single emotion they feel only reminds of how badly I want to do it all over again. And as I'm sitting their wathcing these happy schmucks, all the kids who finally feel liberated from this hell they have waited so long to escape from; I feel like I'm drowning. I want to go back to the begining, there are still some things I never had a chance to do or say; and here I am glued to this seat, knowing that it will never happen. This is it; the "best times of my life" are over and I can't even remember them. I hate this day, the culmination of all my hard work; because I feel like I didn't work at all. I blame this all on time, it went to fast and now I can't get it back. On Monday a man that I don't know, a man that I will never see again will paste a plastic smile to his face, he'll whistle me words of congratualtions and hand me a shiny black diploma case that will be just about as empty as I am. On Monday they'll present to you the Class of 2005, and instead of cheering and hugging and smiling; I'll be crying because I will have just finally realized that this means the end. I don't love you anymore, goodbye.
ok, so i know this community is fairly small but i'm a writin' anyway. i'm currently at the university of iowa for my orientation. it's ok. i've been thinking a mega ton about emerson and whether i *really* want to stay here for four years (that's a no).
but goddddd what's a girl to do?! with the waiting list rejection stats, i'm not feeling too confident about the transfer acceptance rate. it's what i really want to do though. god, you'd understand if you were here and had to deal with all these perfect, snobby abercrombie whorific chicks who are like "I like, don't know what i wanna major in! tehe! business? money?" i just wanna see some real people who drink coffee and work and are driven and urban. i'm homesick for emerson, somewhere i've never even been.
anyway. there's no real point to this post other than a general question- are any of you still planning to apply for transfer? are you looking at OTHER colleges to transfer to? (i need ideas) are you still excited for college?
i suppose i am still excited. iowa has an amazing massComm program- what i'm interested in. but boy, iowa city is hella different from good ol' boston.
take care everyone!