Not that I'm gloating or anything...
Still haven't gotten my acceptance letter yet, but my uncle did at least fax me this:
Dear Mlle. Phillipson,
Congratulations on your acceptance to the Faculty of Arts and Science at the University of Toronto. By now you should have recieved your offer of admission, which was mailed to you last week.
You are an outstanding student and amongst our top applicants. You will likely have offers from prestigious universities, and you have the enviable, if somewhat daunting, task ahead of choosing the one that best suits your academic goals. We hope that you will give serious consideration to our offer of admission. We believe we can offer you an extraordinary undergraduate education together with a superb student experience.
In other words: We looooooooove you. Come to U of T.
There was some other stuff about a reception that I can't go to, and I think I have to write them back, but anyway UNIVERSITY PEOPLE LOVE ME SO MUCH. Actually, it's a good thing I can't go to the reception and meet them because then they might realize that I'm not actually all that smart. Best to keep them convinced until they actually give me that money.
I love it how they always call me "Mlle. Phillipson". I used that title on my application as a joke but it actually sounds really cool. And OMG THEY SERIOUSLY SERIOUSLY LOVE ME.
Wow. I am way too dumb to deserve any of this.
Dear Mlle. Phillipson,
Congratulations on your acceptance to the Faculty of Arts and Science at the University of Toronto. By now you should have recieved your offer of admission, which was mailed to you last week.
You are an outstanding student and amongst our top applicants. You will likely have offers from prestigious universities, and you have the enviable, if somewhat daunting, task ahead of choosing the one that best suits your academic goals. We hope that you will give serious consideration to our offer of admission. We believe we can offer you an extraordinary undergraduate education together with a superb student experience.
In other words: We looooooooove you. Come to U of T.
There was some other stuff about a reception that I can't go to, and I think I have to write them back, but anyway UNIVERSITY PEOPLE LOVE ME SO MUCH. Actually, it's a good thing I can't go to the reception and meet them because then they might realize that I'm not actually all that smart. Best to keep them convinced until they actually give me that money.
I love it how they always call me "Mlle. Phillipson". I used that title on my application as a joke but it actually sounds really cool. And OMG THEY SERIOUSLY SERIOUSLY LOVE ME.
Wow. I am way too dumb to deserve any of this.