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this.... is just... beautifulWow. That's some craziness. Unless it has the formula for a cancer cure included in there it is most likely going to get filed in the round bin.
But who knows... I stopped guessing how these things worked a long time ago, that includes listening to how people say I should and should submit my application, etc. So, if she really wants to send it in, then let her. Maybe one of the adcoms will have had a rough day and position him/herself down into a nice brown leather sitting chair and pour off the remnants of a bottle of Courvoisier into a studded ice laden tumbler, as s/he is gripping the firm dried leaves encasing a Cuban cigar. Then just as s/he is about to retrieve a volume of War and Peace, to thumb through for the 200th time, s/he happens to glance upon your friends manuscript. Initially doubtful as to its intent, and skeptical of a student that detached from reality, the adcom begins to read the behemoth. A smile traced in the shadows emblazoned upon the adcom's face by the flames of his/her study fire as they flicker and tease the sides of a once magnificent evergreen, now dried and awaiting its release from this world. The edges of the adcom's now curling lips revel in a life so complete and complex as his/her eyes begin to traverse the pages of the manuscript, so engrossing that they seem to be turning themselves.
As the sun begins to rise and pour in through large bay windows of the office, slowly etching a world that was destroyed by the last flicker of a dying flame and the dull thud of the manuscript as it fell from the adcom's hand as s/he drifted off into a dreamless sleep. As the rays of light, seemingly powered as if by a force of the gods from above, began to expand through the room, finally revealing the manuscript, now marked by the adcom's tears of joy and sadness. The light slowly begins to illuminate the text that could only have been placed there by a stamp carried by the few worthy to wield the almighty power of an adcom, ACCEPTED...
I'm guessing this is the dream world your friend envisions... Let her dream... and who knows... It could happen...
i haven't applied to jeff but now i just might so that i may have that small sliver of hope that i could be your classmate, with the dream that even the tiniest drop of your magnificence might fall on me