My friends and professors all did the "I'm sure you'll get in somewhere" thing and it drove me up the wall. Now they're all like "We're sure you'll get multiple offers" and I know that they mean well, but FFS I wish they wouldn't. I definitely went into decision season with low expectations, considering my first rejection came on CHRISTMAS EVE, the fact that even one program took interest was a pleasant surprise. I guess the motto of grad school application season is "Prepare for the worst, hope for the best"