meghan_sparkle

I would not fret yet—it was a personal email from the DGS and he said it was meant to be by phone. I mentioned a couple weeks ago on this thread but my phone broke and I can't afford a replacement for another week so I emailed department coordinators at the programs I knew notified by phone just to let them know to use email only for me. I also emailed the Princeton grad coordinator on Friday to ask when notifications would go out (this was before I saw someone on the board had emailed her, but needed an idea because I'm coordinating an international trip for visits and was being pressured by a couple programs to RSVP to dates ASAP and book flights). So, it may be that for those two reasons (phone and being international) I heard earlier than others.

I pledge allegiance
To the Susans*
Of the Princeton University English department
And to the novel
For which it stands ...
*Wolfson and Stewart obvs
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Okay I'll stop now. My heart is being pulled in 10,000 directions and beating very fast because I wasn't expecting anything over the weekend but ... I just ... got in ... to Princeton.
I know it's obnoxious but I'm posting 1. For posterity, so people know this can happen 2. Because my entire family asked me repeatedly over Christmas "What will you do if you get rejected from everywhere?" and I was so terrified because I'd worked so hard night and day on apps I didn't have an answer. And while I was feverishly working on them an awful ex-boyfriend asked to "swing by and wish me luck" a few days before the deadline and walked into my living room to say "You know you're really not smart, right? You try to make it seem like you are but you just never ... produce much of anything" About that, luv. About that.
I felt like a loser for two years after a particularly shitty time during my masters, and I've struggled with having zero self confidence even longer than that. I have had embarrassing failures that made a huge dent in my ability to move forward. This? It can happen. Admissions is a wildly unfair process and I think more than anything I've just been incredibly incredibly lucky, but I lurked on these boards on and off for years thinking, "I'm too stupid, I'm a loser, this will never happen for me." For anyone who remotely fits that description reading this now or in future just please know that it can.

I pledge allegiance
To the Susans*
Of the Princeton University English department
And to the novel
For which it stands ...
*Wolfson and Stewart obvs
---
Okay I'll stop now. My heart is being pulled in 10,000 directions and beating very fast because I wasn't expecting anything over the weekend but ... I just ... got in ... to Princeton.
I know it's obnoxious but I'm posting 1. For posterity, so people know this can happen 2. Because my entire family asked me repeatedly over Christmas "What will you do if you get rejected from everywhere?" and I was so terrified because I'd worked so hard night and day on apps I didn't have an answer. And while I was feverishly working on them an awful ex-boyfriend asked to "swing by and wish me luck" a few days before the deadline and walked into my living room to say "You know you're really not smart, right? You try to make it seem like you are but you just never ... produce much of anything" About that, luv. About that.
I felt like a loser for two years after a particularly shitty time during my masters, and I've struggled with having zero self confidence even longer than that. I have had embarrassing failures that made a huge dent in my ability to move forward. This? It can happen. Admissions is a wildly unfair process and I think more than anything I've just been incredibly incredibly lucky, but I lurked on these boards on and off for years thinking, "I'm too stupid, I'm a loser, this will never happen for me." For anyone who remotely fits that description reading this now or in future just please know that it can.

I pledge allegiance
To the Susans*
Of the Princeton University English department
And to the novel
For which it stands ...
*Wolfson and Stewart obvs
---
Okay I'll stop now. My heart is being pulled in 10,000 directions and beating very fast because I wasn't expecting anything over the weekend but ... I just ... got in ... to Princeton.
I know it's obnoxious but I'm posting 1. For posterity, so people know this can happen 2. Because my entire family asked me repeatedly over Christmas "What will you do if you get rejected from everywhere?" and I was so terrified because I'd worked so hard night and day on apps I didn't have an answer. And while I was feverishly working on them an awful ex-boyfriend asked to "swing by and wish me luck" a few days before the deadline and walked into my living room to say "You know you're really not smart, right? You try to make it seem like you are but you just never ... produce much of anything" About that, luv. About that.
I felt like a loser for two years after a particularly shitty time during my masters, and I've struggled with having zero self confidence even longer than that. I have had embarrassing failures that made a huge dent in my ability to move forward. This? It can happen. Admissions is a wildly unfair process and I think more than anything I've just been incredibly incredibly lucky, but I lurked on these boards on and off for years thinking, "I'm too stupid, I'm a loser, this will never happen for me." For anyone who remotely fits that description reading this now or in future just please know that it can.

Just because there's a lot of questions about Columbia: the email from the DGS wasn't sub-field specific and looked like it was sent to all accepted applicants so I'm pretty sure all acceptances have gone out  
Basically it's at the individual discretion of subfields year to year to decide whether to interview in order to rank finalist candidates for each subfield. According to one of my interviewers, 20th/21st century interviewed this year (even though they normally don't) apparently because there was an unusually strong pool of candidates and fierce competition, if that's any consolation. All finalists (whether interviewed or not, all subfields) then become part of the final admissions committee meeting (which was yesterday) and a representative from each subfield will argue for the # of spots they want and their picks. The number of candidates admitted from each subfield and the candidates themselves are decided, fellowships are approved by GSAS, and finally the DGS email goes out (which in my case was followed this morning by emails from my POIs). So sorry to be the bearer of bad news but hopefully that clarifies why some interviewees haven't heard anything, while people who didn't interview were accepted. It's subfield specific but I don't think they're admitting in waves. (Not sure about waitlist—that may well still have yet to go out.)
EDIT: Wow, take a shot for every time I say "subfield"—my bad, typing on a crowded London train running on no sleep 

I pledge allegiance
To the Susans*
Of the Princeton University English department
And to the novel
For which it stands ...
*Wolfson and Stewart obvs
---
Okay I'll stop now. My heart is being pulled in 10,000 directions and beating very fast because I wasn't expecting anything over the weekend but ... I just ... got in ... to Princeton.
I know it's obnoxious but I'm posting 1. For posterity, so people know this can happen 2. Because my entire family asked me repeatedly over Christmas "What will you do if you get rejected from everywhere?" and I was so terrified because I'd worked so hard night and day on apps I didn't have an answer. And while I was feverishly working on them an awful ex-boyfriend asked to "swing by and wish me luck" a few days before the deadline and walked into my living room to say "You know you're really not smart, right? You try to make it seem like you are but you just never ... produce much of anything" About that, luv. About that.
I felt like a loser for two years after a particularly shitty time during my masters, and I've struggled with having zero self confidence even longer than that. I have had embarrassing failures that made a huge dent in my ability to move forward. This? It can happen. Admissions is a wildly unfair process and I think more than anything I've just been incredibly incredibly lucky, but I lurked on these boards on and off for years thinking, "I'm too stupid, I'm a loser, this will never happen for me." For anyone who remotely fits that description reading this now or in future just please know that it can.

Just because there's a lot of questions about Columbia: the email from the DGS wasn't sub-field specific and looked like it was sent to all accepted applicants so I'm pretty sure all acceptances have gone out  
Basically it's at the individual discretion of subfields year to year to decide whether to interview in order to rank finalist candidates for each subfield. According to one of my interviewers, 20th/21st century interviewed this year (even though they normally don't) apparently because there was an unusually strong pool of candidates and fierce competition, if that's any consolation. All finalists (whether interviewed or not, all subfields) then become part of the final admissions committee meeting (which was yesterday) and a representative from each subfield will argue for the # of spots they want and their picks. The number of candidates admitted from each subfield and the candidates themselves are decided, fellowships are approved by GSAS, and finally the DGS email goes out (which in my case was followed this morning by emails from my POIs). So sorry to be the bearer of bad news but hopefully that clarifies why some interviewees haven't heard anything, while people who didn't interview were accepted. It's subfield specific but I don't think they're admitting in waves. (Not sure about waitlist—that may well still have yet to go out.)
EDIT: Wow, take a shot for every time I say "subfield"—my bad, typing on a crowded London train running on no sleep 

this video is me ... the water = the abyss of indecision 
 

Oh my god. Just got the email to check the portal—in at Columbia.
I haven't been processing anything for the past 3 weeks. I'm in disbelief. 

Am having the world's worst day otherwise but: Harvard!

a Times Literary Supplement mug I stole from the office when I interned there ... sorry Rupert Murdoch!

I AM ALSO CURIOUS ABOUT THIS
My initial thought would be that it'd be a bit like the scene in Fleabag where the therapist says, "You already know what you're going to do; everybody does"—that I'd just sort of ... know, instinctively? But no, not at all. 

I AM ALSO CURIOUS ABOUT THIS
My initial thought would be that it'd be a bit like the scene in Fleabag where the therapist says, "You already know what you're going to do; everybody does"—that I'd just sort of ... know, instinctively? But no, not at all. 

It might be silly, but maybe you’ll have a more defined moment of clarity when all your decisions are in? Right now you’re still sort of in limbo in a strange way. The acceptances you have don’t feel “real” in until you can put a check or an x next to *all* the ones in your list. 

I just found out I'm in at Rutgers!! I am shakinggg. Also, if I wasn't already in the abyss of indecision I sure am now! 

Oh my god. Just got the email to check the portal—in at Columbia.
I haven't been processing anything for the past 3 weeks. I'm in disbelief. 

Oh my god. Just got the email to check the portal—in at Columbia.
I haven't been processing anything for the past 3 weeks. I'm in disbelief. 

this video is me ... the water = the abyss of indecision 
 

this video is me ... the water = the abyss of indecision 
 

this video is me ... the water = the abyss of indecision 
 

Oh my god. Just got the email to check the portal—in at Columbia.
I haven't been processing anything for the past 3 weeks. I'm in disbelief. 

Congratulations @meghan_sparkle and @The Hoosier Oxonian!!! Amazing accomplishments

Just got the call from Rutgers! Kind of surprised - I didn't think it was that great of a fit. But I'm not complaining!

Oh my god. Just got the email to check the portal—in at Columbia.
I haven't been processing anything for the past 3 weeks. I'm in disbelief. 

Am having the world's worst day otherwise but: Harvard!