My overconfident self image was just deflated.
Completely crushed. Flat. Annihilated. Decimated. Pulverized into a million little flecks of gray and jagged dust.
I just got a letter from the Dean of Admissions at Princeton and they don't want me.
They sent me a really nice, if a bit formulatic, mass email to inform me that somehow I haven't managed to stack up to their standards. They couldn't even send me a real letter to let me know that I'm not smart enough for them. They couldn't even send me a real email address to respond to to find out exactly what area I was lacking in. Ugh.
Good thing I didn't want to go there anyway.
They only have one building for their whole college of engineering, each wing being for the different departments.
Why would I want to go to their sub-par tiny little pretentious university anyway.