Ego Trip!!!
Apr. 1st, 2004 06:51 pmWhoa. I should be smacked next time I have low self esteem. lol. Well, I can't help that. But, wow.
First, today, me and Katie got our acceptances from Wesleyan. So we've gotten into everywhere we applied!! :D I mean, I didn't apply to any real reach schools, cos I didn't want to go to them, but Wellesley is quite hard to get into, and they're all fairly selective schools. So, wheeeee!!
We're also really lucky that all our schools have gotten back to us so early! It's April 1, and we got our last acceptance today!
In addition, I checked my e-mail just now, and I had mail from Roger Boyce, a member of the Art Department at Smith (and also, I believe, the advisor for Studio Art majors). When I went to visit Smith, I was introduced to him, and he told me he couldn't answer my questions there, that I should have Emily (the student who gave me the art department tour) give me his e-mail address and give him more information about myself and he'd be able to help me. And I ended up never mailing him. Meep!! So I thought that somehow he remembered me or something. Totally irrational, I know, but I've been feeling guilty for my irresponsibility since then, so. . . Anyway, i thought that he was going to say, like "Why did you never contact me," or something. XD
I was sooo wrong! Holy crap! I'm going to just copy and paste the mail here, because it was too cool to believe. I mean, I'm kind of conflicted as to how "form letter" it is--whether this is their way of seducing art students into coming to Smith. . . my parents think it's not, and it was pretty cool, so. Anyway.
Hey Laura
Part of the reason Smith wants you is that WE want you. First I looked at your slides, then my best painting students looked at your slides…together we decided you were one of the best/most interesting young artists in the bunch. We hope you decide to join us here.
Cordially
Roger Boyce
Art Department
O_O wheeee!! I'm all excited. :D And my parents are in raptures. lol. yay!
In other news, further amusement in math--the teacher started doing things in different bases, for April Fools. And people guessed that it was an April Fools joke, but we just thought that he was, like, putting down the wrong answers. lol. Actually, I say "we", but (if I might blow my own horn for a bit here) I suspected the truth immediately--he was using different bases (like, not base 10. base 6 and all that. I wasn't sure how to say it). Other people only guessed when he switched into binary. That was funny. And then he talked in Latin. I kept wanted to say "Amen". Latin sounds like praying to me, even when he was talking about the root test for convergence. XD Or something with roots and derivatives, at least. It was funny.
We went to the park to take pictures for Katie's photo project, and it was much fun. I was all energetic and 8 years old, running and jumping. It was, well, fun. Like I said before. :D
I also wrote a very bizarre timed writing in English about Crime and Punishment. I got really religious. But Dostoevsky's religious beliefs, not mine! But I think it sounded like it was mine. . . Ah well!
OK, that's it. I think. :D Bye bye.
First, today, me and Katie got our acceptances from Wesleyan. So we've gotten into everywhere we applied!! :D I mean, I didn't apply to any real reach schools, cos I didn't want to go to them, but Wellesley is quite hard to get into, and they're all fairly selective schools. So, wheeeee!!
We're also really lucky that all our schools have gotten back to us so early! It's April 1, and we got our last acceptance today!
In addition, I checked my e-mail just now, and I had mail from Roger Boyce, a member of the Art Department at Smith (and also, I believe, the advisor for Studio Art majors). When I went to visit Smith, I was introduced to him, and he told me he couldn't answer my questions there, that I should have Emily (the student who gave me the art department tour) give me his e-mail address and give him more information about myself and he'd be able to help me. And I ended up never mailing him. Meep!! So I thought that somehow he remembered me or something. Totally irrational, I know, but I've been feeling guilty for my irresponsibility since then, so. . . Anyway, i thought that he was going to say, like "Why did you never contact me," or something. XD
I was sooo wrong! Holy crap! I'm going to just copy and paste the mail here, because it was too cool to believe. I mean, I'm kind of conflicted as to how "form letter" it is--whether this is their way of seducing art students into coming to Smith. . . my parents think it's not, and it was pretty cool, so. Anyway.
Hey Laura
Part of the reason Smith wants you is that WE want you. First I looked at your slides, then my best painting students looked at your slides…together we decided you were one of the best/most interesting young artists in the bunch. We hope you decide to join us here.
Cordially
Roger Boyce
Art Department
O_O wheeee!! I'm all excited. :D And my parents are in raptures. lol. yay!
In other news, further amusement in math--the teacher started doing things in different bases, for April Fools. And people guessed that it was an April Fools joke, but we just thought that he was, like, putting down the wrong answers. lol. Actually, I say "we", but (if I might blow my own horn for a bit here) I suspected the truth immediately--he was using different bases (like, not base 10. base 6 and all that. I wasn't sure how to say it). Other people only guessed when he switched into binary. That was funny. And then he talked in Latin. I kept wanted to say "Amen". Latin sounds like praying to me, even when he was talking about the root test for convergence. XD Or something with roots and derivatives, at least. It was funny.
We went to the park to take pictures for Katie's photo project, and it was much fun. I was all energetic and 8 years old, running and jumping. It was, well, fun. Like I said before. :D
I also wrote a very bizarre timed writing in English about Crime and Punishment. I got really religious. But Dostoevsky's religious beliefs, not mine! But I think it sounded like it was mine. . . Ah well!
OK, that's it. I think. :D Bye bye.