Sound-dust
To update:
Everything is the same but now we have the cunt stamp.
To update:
Here are some letters:
Dear Coke,
The Admissions Committee has reviewed your application to Oberlin College and regrets that we are unable to admit you to the College of Arts and Sciences.
I expect that our decision comes as a disspoinment to you, Coke. We had a record number of applications to consider and there were many more qualified applicants than available spaces. Consequently, we had to disappoint a significant number of those who applied for admission. I assume that you will have other choices and I believe that you will make a good selection.
If at some point in the future you would like to apply to Oberlin as a transfer applicant, be assured that the Admissions Committee will give fresh and full consideration to your application. You have my best wishes as you continue your education.
Dear Coke,
We have reviewed your application for admission, and I regret to inform you that the Admission Committee is unable to offer your admission. I wish there were something I could say that would ease your disappointment. Please know that we have considered your application carefully.
I know that telling you that we offered admission to only a small percentage of our applicants does little to help you feel better. Your high school accomplishments are worthy and your personal assets are no less than when you started this process. we regret we cannot admit all the wonderful students who honor us by submitting their applications.
Thank you again for the interest you have expressed in Haverford. I am very sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but I wish you only the best as you consider other options.
Alas alas!
The other letters are like:
Yo girl!
You rock it over there, come rock it over here.
Love, Bennington College, Clark University, Connecticut College, Hampshire College, Wesleyan University.
And I'm like:
Aight!
To update:
Tampons not pads. Andrew seemed thrilled to go to the store and buy them for me but faced with actually doing this he just hung back and played with sippy cups.
But tampons are the ROCK!! And have made me a significantly happier person. And the fact that I use tampons and am telling you about it has made YOU a significantly happier person as well. Woo hoo. Hoorah. And so on.
Thend.
Everything is the same but now we have the cunt stamp.
To update:
Here are some letters:
Dear Coke,
The Admissions Committee has reviewed your application to Oberlin College and regrets that we are unable to admit you to the College of Arts and Sciences.
I expect that our decision comes as a disspoinment to you, Coke. We had a record number of applications to consider and there were many more qualified applicants than available spaces. Consequently, we had to disappoint a significant number of those who applied for admission. I assume that you will have other choices and I believe that you will make a good selection.
If at some point in the future you would like to apply to Oberlin as a transfer applicant, be assured that the Admissions Committee will give fresh and full consideration to your application. You have my best wishes as you continue your education.
Dear Coke,
We have reviewed your application for admission, and I regret to inform you that the Admission Committee is unable to offer your admission. I wish there were something I could say that would ease your disappointment. Please know that we have considered your application carefully.
I know that telling you that we offered admission to only a small percentage of our applicants does little to help you feel better. Your high school accomplishments are worthy and your personal assets are no less than when you started this process. we regret we cannot admit all the wonderful students who honor us by submitting their applications.
Thank you again for the interest you have expressed in Haverford. I am very sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but I wish you only the best as you consider other options.
Alas alas!
The other letters are like:
Yo girl!
You rock it over there, come rock it over here.
Love, Bennington College, Clark University, Connecticut College, Hampshire College, Wesleyan University.
And I'm like:
Aight!
To update:
Tampons not pads. Andrew seemed thrilled to go to the store and buy them for me but faced with actually doing this he just hung back and played with sippy cups.
But tampons are the ROCK!! And have made me a significantly happier person. And the fact that I use tampons and am telling you about it has made YOU a significantly happier person as well. Woo hoo. Hoorah. And so on.
Thend.