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"Alas, Harvard isn't ready for this jelly."

Can you imagine?!?

A little background first: As an undergrad that's graduating a year early (only 3 years of undergrad, heck yes!), my mom kept asking me to give grad school a try. The result was that I made up my mind to apply literally 2 months before the deadlines. Last minute running around for LoRs, taking the GRE without studying (or knowing what they were), etc. It was a maddening few months.
Fast forward a bit to a day ago. I was chilling and watching anime (yes, I know…very nerdy). It was an incredibly emotional anime, so had a few tears running down my cheeks. Suddenly my phone buzzed and I noticed (through red, swollen eyes) that I got a new email, so to give myself a small break from the emotional hell I was putting myself through, I checked it. When I saw the word "Congratulations from [uni name]", I began bawling my eyes out.
The thing was, with a meh GPA, a pretty average GRE score, and last minute running around applying for grad school, I never once considered that I'd get into any of the schools I applied to, let alone getting a fully funded offer from one of the top universities. I immediately called my mom, sniffling and still sobbing (she thought I had hurt myself or something…you can imagine the confusion), and managed to somehow relay the news to her through snot, tears and incoherent babbling.
It was definitely a moment I'm never going to forget.

Starting the day off with a rejection, but I'm feeling not too broken up about it.
My first thought when I saw my rejection was this quote from Mitchell and Webb
 

I applied to five schools. Heard back from one- it was a fully funded acceptance (yay!) but I'm going insane now waiting for the remaining. Getting that first decision early on is both a blessing and a curse. Blessing because at least I got in somewhere; a curse because I hadn't even given the grad school decision process a thought once I submitted all my apps… I submitted them and moved on with life, trying to finish undergrad studies and what not…but now, getting that first decision email has made everything a reality and I can't think of anything else. ARGH!

Hello!
I've seen some U Washington (Seattle) results trickle in this week. Anyone have more info on how you received these results? Email, or where on the website? I applied but haven't heard a peep, so I'm super curious ... !

It was February 1, and I had been checking my email every 5 minutes. My professors were making fun of me... every 10 minutes or so they'd say "oh, it's been 30 seconds! better check your e-mail!" I had already gotten a pretty good offer from Boulder so I don't know why I was still checking...
And then one left the room and the other stood up for a Kleenex, and I pulled out my phone. "Ah yes, it's been almost 20 whole seconds! You had better check!" he said. And of course, that's when I got the email from Cornell. Both of my professors and I were jumping up and down
 

A little background first: As an undergrad that's graduating a year early (only 3 years of undergrad, heck yes!), my mom kept asking me to give grad school a try. The result was that I made up my mind to apply literally 2 months before the deadlines. Last minute running around for LoRs, taking the GRE without studying (or knowing what they were), etc. It was a maddening few months.
Fast forward a bit to a day ago. I was chilling and watching anime (yes, I know…very nerdy). It was an incredibly emotional anime, so had a few tears running down my cheeks. Suddenly my phone buzzed and I noticed (through red, swollen eyes) that I got a new email, so to give myself a small break from the emotional hell I was putting myself through, I checked it. When I saw the word "Congratulations from [uni name]", I began bawling my eyes out.
The thing was, with a meh GPA, a pretty average GRE score, and last minute running around applying for grad school, I never once considered that I'd get into any of the schools I applied to, let alone getting a fully funded offer from one of the top universities. I immediately called my mom, sniffling and still sobbing (she thought I had hurt myself or something…you can imagine the confusion), and managed to somehow relay the news to her through snot, tears and incoherent babbling.
It was definitely a moment I'm never going to forget.

A little background first: As an undergrad that's graduating a year early (only 3 years of undergrad, heck yes!), my mom kept asking me to give grad school a try. The result was that I made up my mind to apply literally 2 months before the deadlines. Last minute running around for LoRs, taking the GRE without studying (or knowing what they were), etc. It was a maddening few months.
Fast forward a bit to a day ago. I was chilling and watching anime (yes, I know…very nerdy). It was an incredibly emotional anime, so had a few tears running down my cheeks. Suddenly my phone buzzed and I noticed (through red, swollen eyes) that I got a new email, so to give myself a small break from the emotional hell I was putting myself through, I checked it. When I saw the word "Congratulations from [uni name]", I began bawling my eyes out.
The thing was, with a meh GPA, a pretty average GRE score, and last minute running around applying for grad school, I never once considered that I'd get into any of the schools I applied to, let alone getting a fully funded offer from one of the top universities. I immediately called my mom, sniffling and still sobbing (she thought I had hurt myself or something…you can imagine the confusion), and managed to somehow relay the news to her through snot, tears and incoherent babbling.
It was definitely a moment I'm never going to forget.

For the school I ended up choosing, I had gone to the movies alone to see Big Hero 6. I had my phone on "do not disturb," which sends everything straight to voicemail (and rarely tells me if I missed a call that didn't leave a voicemail). I got home and took my phone out to call the friends I had plans with that night about what time I should meet them and saw I had a voicemail from Ann Arbor, MI that was 3 minutes long. Stared at the screen for five minutes before I could make myself press play.

So excited I can finally post on this thread after reading everyone's responses and thinking I'd not be able to do this until next year!

Due to a special circumstance I was allowed to apply to a university late, because of this I had been in contact with the grad admin throughout the entire application process.

Today I received an email from the grad admin saying the faculty are reviewing your application at this time (which I thought must have really meant right then) and you will hear shortly. Needless to say this made me very anxious. I decided to take a shower since I had just came back from Tae Kwon Do and it would prevent me from refreshing my phone every couple minutes. When I got out I checked my email again and there was an email from the admin with the subject line Acceptance Letter!

I wish I would have had some happy dance or something but I am about to meet with my current PI and I'm really looking forward to telling her!

Now I can say I got into grad school on Star Wars Day! May the 4th be with you!

A little background first: As an undergrad that's graduating a year early (only 3 years of undergrad, heck yes!), my mom kept asking me to give grad school a try. The result was that I made up my mind to apply literally 2 months before the deadlines. Last minute running around for LoRs, taking the GRE without studying (or knowing what they were), etc. It was a maddening few months.
Fast forward a bit to a day ago. I was chilling and watching anime (yes, I know…very nerdy). It was an incredibly emotional anime, so had a few tears running down my cheeks. Suddenly my phone buzzed and I noticed (through red, swollen eyes) that I got a new email, so to give myself a small break from the emotional hell I was putting myself through, I checked it. When I saw the word "Congratulations from [uni name]", I began bawling my eyes out.
The thing was, with a meh GPA, a pretty average GRE score, and last minute running around applying for grad school, I never once considered that I'd get into any of the schools I applied to, let alone getting a fully funded offer from one of the top universities. I immediately called my mom, sniffling and still sobbing (she thought I had hurt myself or something…you can imagine the confusion), and managed to somehow relay the news to her through snot, tears and incoherent babbling.
It was definitely a moment I'm never going to forget.

I work the evening shifts for a UK based company, so I work until 2300. I was working on a Sunday, which is always super slow because it's the weekend in the UK. Sundays are especially tough for me in terms of waiting, because it's just a regular working day here, but I don't expect to hear anything because it's a weekend in the US. I was super depressed all day, just thinking really negative thoughts and really doubting that I'd get in anywhere. The whole week before people were getting acceptances to programs I applied for, but not the same exact program (ie PhD instead of MA/PhD, and I applied for a joint program, but people got in to the linguistics program). So I was really unsure about everything. 
30min before my shift ends I get an email inviting me to the recruitment weekend. It was an unofficial acceptance, but still. Thankfully I was the only one in the office, because I burst into hysterical sobbing. I literally almost had a panic attack because I truly could not believe what I was reading. I called my parents hysterically crying. My mom was like "I cannot understand a word you are saying" so I just forwarded her the email. This was the program that I felt I had the least chance of getting in to, and one of my top choices. I still can't believe it.