Admissions Decision Shennanigans
I've come to the conclusion that I'm never going to survive waiting for college decisions to come at the end of the month. I'm going to make myself sick if I don't stop worrying about it. The fact of the matter is, however, that this is all I can think about.
Everyday I come home from school and look in the mailbox for a letter from Fairleigh Dickinson University. I should have gotten a letter weeks ago, since according to them, you are supposed to receive a decision within two weeks of having a complete file. My file has been complete since January.
It is MARCH.
I emailed the undergraduate admissions person, Helene Sanders and she sent me back a one sentence email that said "We have all your documents, you'll hear soon." This was February.
I emailed her again last Friday asking if there was a problem. She sent me the EXACT SAME EMAIL. Not one difference, no explanation as to my late admissions decision.
I checked my email this morning only to discover that I had received the same email AGAIN, this time without provocation. Annoyed is not the word I would use to describe the complete and total spasm I had when I saw this in my inbox.
So, Fairleigh Dickinson. It is March.
Do you want me or not?
Everyday I come home from school and look in the mailbox for a letter from Fairleigh Dickinson University. I should have gotten a letter weeks ago, since according to them, you are supposed to receive a decision within two weeks of having a complete file. My file has been complete since January.
It is MARCH.
I emailed the undergraduate admissions person, Helene Sanders and she sent me back a one sentence email that said "We have all your documents, you'll hear soon." This was February.
I emailed her again last Friday asking if there was a problem. She sent me the EXACT SAME EMAIL. Not one difference, no explanation as to my late admissions decision.
I checked my email this morning only to discover that I had received the same email AGAIN, this time without provocation. Annoyed is not the word I would use to describe the complete and total spasm I had when I saw this in my inbox.
So, Fairleigh Dickinson. It is March.
Do you want me or not?