I will re-count the exploits of the polar bear plunge later, but for now we get to my Cornell decision….It is rather appropriate that my fiancée and I watched the movie “Waiting” this weekend (eh, it was ok, kind of funny if you have ever worked in a restaurant, but not an epic movie to be sure.) because I just got the word: I am waitlisted…(cue the horn, “wah, wah, wah”)I said that a waitlist would be the worst thing ever because I am not exactly a patient person and the though of waiting until August for a possible admit is too much for my little heart to take.
After being waitlisted…its not all that bad. I was reading a waitlisted chat with Randall Sawyer and he stated that Johnson does give feedback about how to strengthen your application. At least it won’t be radio silence for the next few months. I would imagine that I should start looking into signing up for an online course of some quantitative nature. Until that time, “I’ll be sitting, waiting, wishing…” (Yuck, Jack Johnson…I am disgusted with myself for even posting that)