I called on the day when the adcom has the conference for the big decision about acceptance/rejection. When I called to check about 4:30pm, they had just finished the conference and i was told that I was percieved very favorably and was offered the seat for next year. After I hung up, despite my previous resolution to kneel down and pray to our Almighty God upon the good news of acceptance, but instead I found myself, leaping through the air, exactly like how Michael Jordan did when he won his first championship, jumping up in the air and throwing his arms madly. No one was home, so then I came into my room to dance with loud music. So I danced in front of the mirror alone for about 30 minutes, blasting the music. The feeling still hovers around me unappeased, and undiminished.
* correction on Guardian up there, he forgot to mention that he snuck out of his work and into the restroom to celebrate his acceptance, smiling and giggling. That's what he told me but God knows what he really did there. Hey, John I finally see you here, hope you read this!