when you found out you got in, how did you react ?

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I put down the text book I was reading and made myself a drink... ok 4 drinks.
 
I am really kind of disappointed with the way mine happened. I was expecting to open the email and see the words, "you've been accepted" and start screaming. Instead UMich sent me a video and I couldn't see it because I had dial-up. I had to come to SDN to realize that the video meant I got in. I was happy but at the same time unsure so I had to call the Dean and he told me. Was kind of anti-climatic 🙁 Nevertheless I am happy I got in!
 
I'm actually still recovering.
I was parking my car when I got the call. I was able to keep myself composed while the Admissions Director informed me of my acceptance. Perhaps it was shock. After which, I put down my phone and did my best Ali "dance like a butterfly sting like a bee" impression. My celebration continued as I stepped out of the car and jumped around like a possessed fool. I ended up throwing my back out. I spent two days in bed unable to move and my back still hurts today (one week later.) Anyone know of a good ortho? 😳
 
TheProwler said:
"Oh, good."


😛 seriously, I didn't have a really big reaction. I guess I just take it all in stride. 😳
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i'm the same way. instead of getting really excited and enjoying the result of so many years of post-bac work, i immediately got to worrying about doing well in medical school.

every once in a while, i'll pause and think **** i really did this...i got in
 
I almost crashed into some bimbo that pulls out in front of me because I was driving when I got the call from Dr. Terragino
 
poured myself a stiff one and kicked back, cool as the other side of a pillow in winter.
 
I had bruises on my knees because I literally screamed and then hit the floor! 😀 😛

That morning I woke up at a friend's house, and tried to check my email, but her internet was down. So, I got dressed and drove to another friend's house. But I didn't want to tell her I was being OCD about checking my email because I was hoping for an email from med school. She proceeded to make me unwrap this ridiculously wrapped birthday present (it was a pair of earrings) and all I could think was, email, med school, email, med school, email, med school, email..... Finally, I was like do you mind if I check my email? So I sit down at her computer, the page opens, and I see "Congratulations" and I FREAK OUT! It was great too, because my two friends started screaming with me and jumping up and down with me! Then we ate lunch and I called everyone to tell them the news. It was a home football game and everyone was "Groving" so I got to celebrate all day, plus I ran into my fave professor... Of course I stayed up all night, buying everyone drinks because I was so thrilled that I was IN 😱 ! This is coming from someone that didn't feel like she had a chance in hell going into senior year of college!
 
I got the call as I was riding on a train on the way to the airport for another interview. I immediately called my boyfriend and then tears started overflowing my eyes. I just kept saying, "i can't believe it...i'm so happy" The lady sitting across from me probably thought I was crazy. Once I got off the train, i cried in public for a good 20 minutes. I'd never cried out of pure happiness in my whole entire life. 🙂
 
Honestly, my reaction was pretty subdued. Warm and fuzzy but not ecstatic or surprised. The greatest emotional rush I've felt so far during the entire process was learning how I did on the MCAT. My score exceeded my already high expectations (based on practice tests) by several points. I embraced my wife and danced around the house like a kid. The buzz lasted for weeks.
 
I'd just received my Vandy waitlist and had spent an hour on the phone to my parents crying because I was ridiculously homesick, so I kind of when from "super-depressed and miserable" to "holy ****, I got in" and then I could really figure out how to feel so I cried again for about 1/2 an hour then took a shower and went to a party in a daze. The next day, though, it hit me and I spent the ENTIRE day (at a football game) celebrating.
 
Then a week later I was home for my Duke interview and my parents and I celebrated with cheesecake and champagne!

Not homesick anymore. 🙂
 
When thinking about how happy I would be to get an acceptance, I always thought that I would jump around screaming in excitement like a crazy person. However, when the moment arrived, and I received my first acceptance ever (to my first choice school no less) the realization that I am truly going to be a doctor hit me, and I found myself crying. It was a weird feeling...crying tears of happiness. Never done that before.
 
I have to say... reading the whole XXXXX amount of posts all the way back to 2003... made me have all these chills and pure excitement for all the folks that made it... gosh... I can only hope to post in this thread someday... 🙂
 
I literally could feel the weight lift off of my shoulders, it was a really amazing feeling, cant even really explain it. Anyways I got home from a halloween party on sunday the 30th at about midnight and hadn't checked my application email in a few days, so i decided to check it. Surprisingly, there was an email with the heading "Congratulations" So I opened it and found out that I had been accepted to Pittsburgh, one of my top choices. I called my buddy from school who i had just dropped off at his place(and is also applying) and then I called my bro in CA. Then, I called my mom the next morning. It felt so good to tell her, i'm such a mama's boy....

Jim
 
bebella24 said:
this thread is amazing. I'm seriously in TEARS reading these explicit emotions brought to life. I really wish all of you guys the best of luck in medical school, and hope that i too will be writing my testimonial on this forum soon. 🙂
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bebella...holy crap where have you been? after my mcat score came back in JUNE (it was nothing stellar but hella good for me) i was trying to find you to thank you for some advice you gave me that really helped.

so thanks!
 
with my first acceptance, my g/f freaked out more than I did... she started jumping up and down. she made me call everyone we could think of...

she also opened the 2nd letter... still waiting for the chance to do this myself 😉
 
Well, I sortof got accepted in reverse order of preference, so it just came back better each time. The first one, relief. The last one, icing. Still brings a smile to my face to think about it. 🙂
 
tried not to hug the dean who told me to my face, told him he'd made the happiest girl in Sydney, and minced out of the campus with my smile nearly breaking my face. then i text-messaged my thesis advisor in all caps on my mobile phone, called my best friend in queensland, called an older friend whose husband's a doctor and who mothers me from time to time, and called my real parents back in the US. of course it was 2 am local time where they were so i woke them up, but they claim to be happy about it. and then i got dressed to the nines and went out on the town with two random people i'd met at the youth hostel, and whom i've never seen again, and got ****faced. and THEN went home to queensland and told everyone on campus, and had what seemed like a continuous champagne infusion for the next few days as various interested people got the news. i tell you, queenslanders love to party, and this was as good an excuse as any. it was great--i'd love to apply and get into med school again just for that kick. :laugh:
 
SpeedRacer said:
HHAHAHHA
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LOL you too? I read that post initially and laughed my head off!

"i pooped," genius.
 
I was at work when my mom called to tell me, I wasn't even mad that she opened my mail for me. I told everyone at the lab and just glowed the rest of the day. I feel that a giant weight has lifted and now I can just wait to see what else happens. Oh yeah, then I drank, called friends, etc.

Great Day, I still get a bit choked up thinking I'm really going to be a doctor. Wow.
 
I called my house cause I had a feeling something would be coming from my first interview that week. Grandfather picked up and told me that I got a big package from them. Wanting to confirm I asked him to read the letter to me. His english isn't that great so he began spelling words to me that he wasn't sure of. I finally pieced togethter the first sentence, "Dear Mr. xx, on behalf of the dean of admissions of yadda yadda yadd, it is my pleasure..." at that point I asked my him to stop reading and I proceeded to tell him the signifigance of the letter. Finished talking with him, hung up my cell, dropped it on the floor and raised my hands in a moment of triumph. Hugged my suitemates then proceeded to buy a bottle of champagne and celebrate.

I read this thread last year and I'm so glad now that I've been given the opportunity to post on this.

Cheers!
 
I wept.

And then I found the first person I saw -- a guy taking out the trash (i live in the city)-- and asked him if his hands were clean, and told him i was going to hug him. he hugged be back pretty good, too! 🙂

and then i went dancing.
 
Saturday 11/12 4:45 PM

I had come home for the weekend to interview at Ohio and New York schools in the coming week. I was working on a questionnaire for my business ethics class in order to make up for all the absences I would be facing this week. I came downstairs to type it out, and I saw that my parents had gotten the mail already. Previously, I had told my parents that I wanted them to alert me right away if I had gotten any mail. Seeing nothing there for me, I sighed and sat down at the computer. My mom left the room, and I started whining at my dad about how I hadn't heard anythintg recently. My dad asked me if I was expecting something from Pitt, and if I knew it was positive or negative. I had no clue.

As soon as my mom left, he took out a big envelope that he had been hiding behind him and told me to open it at my own risk. I lunged and tore open the envelope in literally two seconds. After reading the first two lines, I started sobbing. My dad gave me the biggest hug ever. I then jumped on my mom, who was bringing me Oreos, thus ruining my Saturday afternon snack. 🙂

We've waited for this day for a long time. I can't thank my family and friends enough.
 
I had just arrived back in SF from a 6 hour flight from Philly for 2 interviews at Temple and Jefferson. I had spoken with my mom earlier in the day who opened a letter from GW for me which put me on their waitlist. So during the whole flight I was a little bit bummed out. When I pulled into the garage, my mom was waiting for me with balloons. I said "mom, why do you have balloons" thinking she was just excited to see me. She handed me a card and told me to open it. I asked if I could open it once I got upstairs and that I was exhausted from traveling. She said 'no' so I opened it there. It said "Dr. so and so from Loyola called and wanted to let you know that you have been accepted!!!". I honestly couldn't believe it and just kind of stood there stunned. It really didn't settle in until that night when I couldn't sleep at all. I was thrilled, relieved, excited and NERVOUS! All of this hard work, applications, money, travel interviews. It had all finally paid off. Now I am getting used to the idea and am very much looking forward to the move to Chicago. It'll be a big change. Leaving all of my friends, an amazing city, a sweet apartment and starting a new life. I can't wait through! :clap:
 
I was in a room in the lab all by myself, feeling very dejected, and was positive that Pittsburgh had not let me in (they are the top choice of the schools that have called me to interview). Then, I get a congratulatory e-mail from my medical school interviewer letting me know that I had got into their program. I turned red, jumped up and down and did a little dance. I began to hyperventilate and gasp. I called my sister (who cried), then my dad (who couldn't believe it), and my mom (who made me repeat myself no less than five times). Then I went into the next door lab and started shaking hands with everyone.

It was great.
 
I like to read this thread when I'm feeling down, and I get a little teary reading all these happy stories. I can't believe I get to finally post here ! 🙂

I have been working crazy long hours at the clinic lately (10 hours) straight without lunch and little sleep and then go straight to my second job at night. I was feeling sad, overworked, and sick. When I came home, my sister came ->out of the room and was like smiling like this => 😀 ..then she's like..you have something!!!...Then she disappeared and ran out with a big envelope (which was torn open by the way). She's like eeeeeeee...I felt faint suddenly. I basically dumped all the papers out onto my bed and spread it all out and was reading the words "I am pleased" over and over.....Then I was like. eeeeee...Then my sister and I proceed to jump up and down for five minutes....Then I went back to read it again....Then I called my boyfriend...It was quite a surreal experience.. I still don't really quite believe it..I did it!!!. 🙂
 
10/29/05 My day of redemption

I had spent all week freaking out because I thought the MCW adcom was meeting on the 28th and kept wondering when I would receive their decision letter. Earlier in the week I had convinced myself that I would receive it no earlier than the 31st and was content to wait it out. So on Saturday (29th), I was sitting at home putzing with my computer until I had to work at 3pm, without a single thought of an admissions letter coming that day. As I was leaving for work I passed the mailbox and realized the postman had come. Without even thinking about it, I grabbed the whole stack and that's when I noticed the MCW logo on a thin white envelope and started freaking out. I calmed myself enough that I made it to my car, sat down, put my stuff in the passenger seat, and then I opened the letter. As soon as I read to word "Congratulations" I screamed like a 10yr old girl (much to the amusment of my neighbor) and proceeded to call my girlfriend, brother, mother, and father. My gf nearly cried, my brother congratulated me, my mother did cry , and my father couldn't believe it. The next 8 hours at work were the longest of my life but at the end of my shift, my gf came to the holiday inn where I work and we went to the bar to celebrate. It was the best day of my life.....so far.

Wow, just writing that caused me to re-live about 70% of the original emotion. That was friggin AWESOME, wish I could do it every day!

Oh yeah, to explain my confusion; it turns out that the MCW adcom had met on the 27th and mailed the letter out on the 28th and that's why I received it earlier than expected.
 
mercaptovizadeh said:
I was in a room in the lab all by myself, feeling very dejected, and was positive that Pittsburgh had not let me in (they are the top choice of the schools that have called me to interview). Then, I get a congratulatory e-mail from my medical school interviewer letting me know that I had got into their program. I turned red, jumped up and down and did a little dance. I began to hyperventilate and gasp. I called my sister (who cried), then my dad (who couldn't believe it), and my mom (who made me repeat myself no less than five times). Then I went into the next door lab and started shaking hands with everyone.It was great.
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:laugh: awesome. Congrats!! 👍
 
I got really drunk and took some hot blonde TCU chick back to my dorm room to bang the hell out of her. She was happy, I was happy, it was a good night.
 
It's an honor to post on this wall.

I was feeling really anxious about being rejected from every school I interviewed with. I obessively checked my email and bothered my grandmother on the phone to check the mail. When she told me I had a huge envelope from my state school, I told her to tear that baby open. When I heard "its my pleasure to" and "accepted" my heart started to pound and I leaned over and tried to breath regularly. Who knew shortness of breath and dizziness could feel soooooo goooooood.
 
I decided to call the Director of Admissions on Friday morning. He told me to hold while he checked my status, and I sat on the edge of my bed in my pj's shaking like a leaf. He got on the phone and proceeded to ask me what seemed like a billion security questions. Then the sweetest words I've ever heard were uttered in my ears, "the admissions committee has decided to offer you a place for the entering class of 2006!" The words hit me like a brick, and I started screaming. I told him this is the best day of my life and that I loved him :laugh: . I then started to cry. He said, "It's okay, let it out!!" Hahaha. I thanked him and ran around trying to find my parents. No luck, they had left (weird because they are always there in the mornings). I was crying and screaming nonetheless. My two doggies were certainly happy for me. . . they were howling with me!! It was the best feeling in the world. I called my dad- he said he wasn't suprised. Called my mom- she started crying. I went to the bars that night and everyone bought me drinks. Good times.

I've read this thread for the past month and thought I wouldn't ever be able to post on it. For those of you still waiting for acceptance. . . never give up. If you want it badly enough, it WILL happen for you!!! Good luck.
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I used to read this thread all the time, thinking to myself, maybe one day, if I work hard, I will be able to post on here!

I had interviewed at BCM 6 weeks before that November day and wasn't sure when I would hear back from them, especially since they are notorious for keeping people in limbo for long periods of time (If I had gotten waitlisted, I might have found out in April or May). I had grown tired of obsessively checking my missed calls and messages nearly everyday and had taken the attitude that I had done my best, and I should just leave the rest to God. My parents had gone out of the country for a few weeks and every time they called me from abroad, the number displayed on my called ID was "Private" and I would immediately assume it was from Baylor. So I was sitting in microbiology class on a Thursday afternoon when my phone rang. Feeling embarrassed that it had gone off in class, I immediately looked to see who was calling and saw it was a girl from my college who needed a ride later that evening. I made sure to put it on vibrate and went back to paying attention to the professor. 5 minutes later my phone vibrated, and I saw that a "Private" number was calling. Instinctively thinking it was my parents (even though they had already returned home nearly a week before that), I went into the hallway outside the lecture hall to answer it. I picked up the phone, the person asked if he could speak to "My name". He said his name was "Dr. Major Bradshaw", Dean of Medical Education from Baylor College of Medicine, and I immediately stopped in my tracks. Everyone who applies to Baylor knows that Dr. Bradshaw (or sometimes Admissions Dean Dr. Michael) will call if you were lucky enough to be accepted, and I knew right then that my dream had come true. He said that he was currently dictating my acceptance letter, and made a joke about how he went to the rival undergraduate institution 100 miles away and was not happy about BCM having to accept me (but admittedly I was so overwhelmed by the whole experience that I didn't hear much of what he said). After hanging up, I called my immediate family and close friends, and then sat down next to a fountain outside of the building and didn't know how to react. I started thinking of all the moments in my life leading up to this point (late nights studying, times I had with family and friends, etc.) and was overwhelmed by the magnitude of what I had just accomplished. I thought of how I had been dreaming since I was a little kid, that one day, if I continued to work hard and dream, maybe I could earn the right to go to medical school and become a doctor. But it always seemed like something that was on some pedestal that was years and years away from actually happening. Now, I was there! It felt like there were a million people that were all pulling for me to get into Baylor(even people abroad who didn't understand our education system but knew how badly I wanted to be a doctor) and that's what made this acceptance so sweet (b/c I wanted to share it with all of them!). I felt like so many people (friends, family, teachers) had a hand in molding me into the person I had become, and I just felt so blessed to have their support and encouragement. At that moment, I just felt so thankful to God that things had fallen into place for me, and as I walked back to the lecture hall, I found myself shaking from the emotion that was flowing within me. I went back into class and didn't pay one bit of attention for the rest of the hour, all the while maintaining a bright grin on my face.

To those who will be applying or are in the process of applying:

Stay true to your self, have faith in yourself and faith in God,never waver from your ultimate goal of becoming a doctor. Checking SDN drove me crazy (for the last 5-6 months I was probably on it 5-6 times a day)but I learned a lot from the people on the boards. Use mdapplicants.com and SDN as a resource but take everything you see on here with a grain of salt. That being said, I just wanted to show you that I am living proof that if you work hard, stay optimistic, do your best and leave the rest to God, things WILL work out for you! Good luck to everyone in the application process!
 
hobbesiscool said:
I used to read this thread all the time, thinking to myself, maybe one day, if I work hard, maybe I will be able to post on here!

I had interviewed at my top school 6 weeks before that November day and wasn't sure when I would hear back from them, especially since they are notorious for keeping people in limbo for long periods of time (If I had gotten waitlisted, I might have found out in April or May). I had grown tired of obsessively checking my missed calls and messages nearly everyday and rhad taken the attitude that I had done my best, and I should just leave the rest to God. My parents had gone out of the country for a few weeks and every time they called me from abroad, the number displayed on my called ID was "Private" and I would immediately assume it was the medical school I was hoping to get into. So I was sitting in microbiology class on a Thursday afternoon when my phone rang. Feeling embarrassed that it had gone off in class, I immediately looked to see who was calling and saw it was a girl from my college who needed a ride later that evening. I made sure to put it on vibrate and went back to paying attention to the professor. 5 minutes later my phone vibrated, and I saw that a "Private" number was calling. Instinctively thinking it was my parents (even though they had already returned home nearly a week before that), I went into the hallway outside the lecture hall to answer it. I picked up the phone, the person asked if he could speak to "My name". He said his name was "Dr. So-So" and I immediately stopped in my tracks. Everyone who applies to this school knows that this specific man will call if you were lucky enough to be accepted, and I knew right then that my dream had come true. He said that he was currently dictating my acceptance letter, and made a joke about how he went to the rival undergraduate institution 100 miles away and was not happy about this medical school having to accept me (but admittedly I was so overwhelmed by the whole experience that I didn't hear much of what he said). After hanging up, I called my immediate family and close friends, and then sat down next to a fountain outside of the building and didn't know how to react. I started thinking of all the moments in my life leading up to this point (late nights studying, people I had crushes on, times I had with my friends, etc.) and was overwhelmed by the magnitude of what I was experiencing. I thought of how I had been dreaming since I was a little kid, that one day, maybe I could become a doctor. Now, I was there! There were so many people, so many friends and family, that were all pulling for me (even people abroad who didn't understand our education system but knew how badly I wanted to be a doctor) and that's what made this acceptance so sweet. I felt like so many people (friends, family, teachers) had a hand in molding me into the person I had become, and I just felt so blessed to have their support and encouragement. I just felt so blessed that things had fallen into place for me, and found myself shaking from the emotion that was flowing within me. I went back into class and didn't pay one bit of attention for the rest of class, all the while maintaining a bright grin on my face.
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Congratulations! I must say, though, that I thought it was hysterical that you obviously made an effort in your description not to name the school... and then you have a Baylor avatar and "Baylor College of Medicine 2010" in your sig. 🙂
 
Hahaha oh man, just like the rest of you --> I neeever thought I'd be able to post here. Well, here goes nothing.

I had been at a friend's house(in my neighborhood) chilling throughout the early morning/afternoon(this past Friday --> 11/25). We then got a call from some other friends who wanted to go hiking that day. I hadn't eaten since breakfast, and so after those other friends arrived at my current friend's house --> we all stopped by my house because I needed to grab SOMETHING to put in my system. My friends waited outside, while I went inside and saw this envelope lying on the table. It was small and white...and it was from USUHS. I was like "oh FU*K, it can't be a rejection...I've worked too hard..." Well, I opened it and BOOM --> We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to the entering class of 2006 blahblahblah. Well..right there I was like AAAHHH!!! I jumped up and down, really high might I add. I then ran outside onto my driveway where my friends were waiting and threw a cartwheel - frontflip(haha, just one of the moves in my video from my sig). Unfortunately, I didn't quite make it around because I was wearing hiking shoes, we were on concrete, and I was wearing semi-heavy cold weather clothing. I hit my heels first, landed on my butt, and just lay down on my back on the driveway. I told everyone I just got accepted to medical school, and got many congrats while still laying on my back. I then ran back inside to read it again, grabbed some food, and headed out for the hike with my friends. It was most certainly, the best hike ever.

Haha, I still believe the acceptance is a mistake so maybe I shouldn't have posted on this wall 😛. Someone so much more deserving could have received that spot, but fortunately I was chosen. I'll do my best to use it to the fullest!
 
TheDarkSide said:
Congratulations! I must say, though, that I thought it was hysterical that you obviously made an effort in your description not to name the school... and then you have a Baylor avatar and "Baylor College of Medicine 2010" in your sig. 🙂
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Haha yeah, I might as well say the name of the school at this point. Great story Turkeyman. Congratulations to you.
 
bump, just for entropy 😉
 
It was a Friday evening and I had picked up my son from daycar and we were heading over to a restaurant/bar to meet my husband and some friends. When I get to the restaurant, my husband is already there (friends still MIA). I still down with my son and he says to me "did you get any interview invites today?" I said, "That's not even funny mofo." (you have to watch your tongue with a 19-month old). Then he reaches down toward the floor and says "while this package came for you in the mail" and pulls up the big, thin, envelope with the Iowa letterhead on it! I break down and start crying and he's beaming from ear to ear. Now, I have totally forgotten my son on my lap and start screaming "No f*ckin way" over and over. I opened the envelope and started to read the letter out loud, but could not get past "congratulations." I would just start crying again! I couldn't read the letter without crying until Sunday.

As a side note, I don't think my son had ever seen me cry before, so he started rubbing my back and trying to kiss my head like we do for him when he's crying. This of course led to more crying on my part.
 
Well, except for the expletives, that was a very touching story. :laugh:
 
thanx turkeyman,

ps.. i watched you fly..........

congrats on being here after thanxgiving !!
 
TheDarkSide said:
Congratulations! I must say, though, that I thought it was hysterical that you obviously made an effort in your description not to name the school... and then you have a Baylor avatar and "Baylor College of Medicine 2010" in your sig. 🙂
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:laugh: that's totally what I was thinking!
Ok, better late than never! Here's my story:
So all week I was trying to figure out a new and unique way to kiss Dr. Michael's ass (dean of medical school). Since I mentioned I could paint in my personal statement, I decided to use painting paper and do a small painting on the front of my letter of intent. Tuesday I e-mailed him to set up a meeting and he responded saying I could see him on that Friday. I had to put off my trip to Dallas (Southwestern interview) so that I could make time for the meeting. When I got there, I gave him the painting and we started to make small talk about the art in his office. Then he asked if I was really committed to going to Baylor and I told him it was my absolute top choice. He then responded with, "Well, I had this printed up so we could save you some time in your application process.," and he handed me an envelope. I knew what it was but I tried to play cool. I opened the letter and couldn't hide my BIG ASS KOOL AID SMILE! I was like, "thank you so much! I will see you next year!" I even said, "I guess I don't have to go to that Southwestern interview tomorrow," Though I meant to just think it :laugh: I successfully suppressed my need to celebrate loudly in his office, but I pretty much skipped down the hall to Dr. Philips office to tell him the good news. I know people thought I was crazy the way I was giggling, smiling, and skipping down to my car! I called my ex boyfriend who I'm "friends" with just so it would be painfully obvious what an F-ing loser he was for giving me up. Then I called my family and went home to my boyfriend. I met him at the door with unintelligible shrieks and screeches about being a doctor and then forced him to dance around the kitchen with me for about 40 min. The next day I drove to Dallas and went to Southwestern anyway. I'm still not going there, Baylor kicks ass!!
 
Last Wednesday I decided I would call the Medical of University of Ohio because I knew the admissions committee had met the day before. After working up some courage, I called and asked the secretary if I could find out the status of my application. I was put on hold for what seemed like 10 minutes. In my head I imagined her saying, "Well at this time you've been placed on the alternate list but there is still a chance to get in." Finally she returned and said, "Congratulations you've been accepted..." Thats pretty much all I heard as I began shouting "Hell yeah", F*ck yeah I'm finally in." But then I realized I was still at work and had to delay my celebration. However that evening I went out with my friends to the bar and got wasted.
 
gdbaby said:
It was a Friday evening and I had picked up my son from daycar and we were heading over to a restaurant/bar to meet my husband and some friends. When I get to the restaurant, my husband is already there (friends still MIA). I still down with my son and he says to me "did you get any interview invites today?" I said, "That's not even funny mofo." (you have to watch your tongue with a 19-month old). Then he reaches down toward the floor and says "while this package came for you in the mail" and pulls up the big, thin, envelope with the Iowa letterhead on it! I break down and start crying and he's beaming from ear to ear. Now, I have totally forgotten my son on my lap and start screaming "No f*ckin way" over and over. I opened the envelope and started to read the letter out loud, but could not get past "congratulations." I would just start crying again! I couldn't read the letter without crying until Sunday.

As a side note, I don't think my son had ever seen me cry before, so he started rubbing my back and trying to kiss my head like we do for him when he's crying. This of course led to more crying on my part.
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man, one of the best stories ever.
 
OK, I guess mine has had enough time to sink in -- I'll post.

I interviewed at UWisc (my state school) early in September. They told us all that we should expect to hear something shortly after 10/15, but it would be snail mail. So 10/15 (a Saturday) passes and nothing. Mind you, I had three papers due and another interview to go to the end of that week. I became a living stress ball. I could not focus, could not concentrate, could not do anything except check the mailbox. Monday, nothing. Tuesday, nothing. At this point, I was completely, totally flipping out. We're talking utterly irrational. I was thinking that if my freaking state school won't accept me, I'm totally screwed. I wrote the worst papers ever in my whole life.

Wednesday morning I got an invite to interview via email from another school lower on my list. It's far away -- I'd have to fly there, and my funds are limited. I decided that this would be my rationalization for calling the admissions office at UWisc -- I won't spend the money flying to this interview if I've been accepted. So I screwed my courage to the sticking place (I've had a mild phone phobia my whole life) and called.

The lady laughed a little and said, yeah, I haven't even "ordered" the letters yet, I was out sick, but I'll check for you. The time on hold seemed interminable. I'm supposed to be leaving for class... I've got to pack for my other interview... oh, man, she's going to tell me I'm rejected... and then she got back on the line and said "Congratulations!"

I double checked to make sure I heard her right. Then I hung up and screamed. Then I called my mom and my boyfriend. Then I looked at the clock and ran out the door, breaking speed limits on the way to class. Didn't get much of a chance to celebrate that night, as I needed to get ready to fly out to another interview. Didn't get to really truly celebrate until tonight, as a matter of fact. (Yay, Veuve!)

And even so, the true celebration will be New Year's Eve for me. When I decided to embark upon this plan three and a half years ago, my wonderful boyfriend asked me how I wanted to celebrate when I got it (he refused to say if). I told him I wanted to celebrate with a good dinner, creme brulee, and a bottle of Chateau d'Yquem (long story as to why, but it's really amazing dessert wine).

We picked up the bottle from the wine store today, and decided to open it on New Year's Eve, to celebrate as much as possible in one night.

Congratulations to everyone else in this thread! :clap:
 
TheDarkSide said:
OK, I guess mine has had enough time to sink in -- I'll post.

I interviewed at UWisc (my state school) early in September. They told us all that we should expect to hear something shortly after 10/15, but it would be snail mail. So 10/15 (a Saturday) passes and nothing. Mind you, I had three papers due and another interview to go to the end of that week. I became a living stress ball. I could not focus, could not concentrate, could not do anything except check the mailbox. Monday, nothing. Tuesday, nothing. At this point, I was completely, totally flipping out. We're talking utterly irrational. I was thinking that if my freaking state school won't accept me, I'm totally screwed. I wrote the worst papers ever in my whole life.

Wednesday morning I got an invite to interview via email from another school lower on my list. It's far away -- I'd have to fly there, and my funds are limited. I decided that this would be my rationalization for calling the admissions office at UWisc -- I won't spend the money flying to this interview if I've been accepted. So I screwed my courage to the sticking place (I've had a mild phone phobia my whole life) and called.

The lady laughed a little and said, yeah, I haven't even "ordered" the letters yet, I was out sick, but I'll check for you. The time on hold seemed interminable. I'm supposed to be leaving for class... I've got to pack for my other interview... oh, man, she's going to tell me I'm rejected... and then she got back on the line and said "Congratulations!"

I double checked to make sure I heard her right. Then I hung up and screamed. Then I called my mom and my boyfriend. Then I looked at the clock and ran out the door, breaking speed limits on the way to class. Didn't get much of a chance to celebrate that night, as I needed to get ready to fly out to another interview. Didn't get to really truly celebrate until tonight, as a matter of fact. (Yay, Veuve!)

And even so, the true celebration will be New Year's Eve for me. When I decided to embark upon this plan three and a half years ago, my wonderful boyfriend asked me how I wanted to celebrate when I got it (he refused to say if). I told him I wanted to celebrate with a good dinner, creme brulee, and a bottle of Chateau d'Yquem (long story as to why, but it's really amazing dessert wine).

We picked up the bottle from the wine store today, and decided to open it on New Year's Eve, to celebrate as much as possible in one night.

Congratulations to everyone else in this thread! :clap:
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Congrats!!!!!!!!!! :clap: :clap: 🙂 🙂
 
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