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[4102011]

Brilliant job, Clancy!!

+1

I was dying XD omg so good

[Dany]

Brilliant job, Clancy!!

Uh, this.

Definitely Top 5 of the Ding Bar.

[user08132021]

I feel unworthy of any impending ding letters.

[akili]

Brilliant job, Clancy!!

Uh, this.

Definitely Top 5 of the Ding Bar.

I think it deserves a Ding-y Award. Hee.

[Dany]

I feel unworthy of any impending ding letters.

I don't think I'll ever be a contributor here (not because I won't get dinged anywhere, believe me!) but because I'm not witty enough to write a good submission.

With letters like Clancy's, though, I'm perfectly happy just being a reader!

[ClancyTom]

I work all day and then wait to hear from schools.

Right now the most exciting part of my day is sorting through the mail, hoping to find a possible acceptance letter.
I have time.

In other words, when I get a ding, someone's gonna hear about it. Glad y'all enjoyed it!

[lucylove]

SCREW YOU Georgetown, Chicago, and Berkeley for rejecting me via email all in the same day, while I was in a 15 person seminar class. I would have at least liked the dignity to cry to myself in my room, instead of being stuck in a classroom for 3 hours receiving rejections via EMAIL! Oh, and thanks for that email Berkeley saying that I was awarded a scholarship and getting my hopes up... your ways are CRUEL AND UNUSUAL!!!!!!

ps. i'm new here but this thread is so great

[Dany]

Oh, and thanks for that email Berkeley saying that I was awarded a scholarship and getting my hopes up... your ways are CRUEL AND UNUSUAL!!!!!!

did they send you that then reject you?

[lucylove]

Oh, and thanks for that email Berkeley saying that I was awarded a scholarship and getting my hopes up... your ways are CRUEL AND UNUSUAL!!!!!!

did they send you that then reject you?

YES!! said I got a scholarship a few weeks ago.... why would they do this!

[Knock]

Oh, and thanks for that email Berkeley saying that I was awarded a scholarship and getting my hopes up... your ways are CRUEL AND UNUSUAL!!!!!!

did they send you that then reject you?

YES!! said I got a scholarship a few weeks ago.... why would they do this!

What? Wouldn't it raise some flags if they gave you a scholarship when they hadn't even accepted you yet?

[lucylove]

Yes, it said contingent upon acceptance, but I thought I was pretty good to go.... apparently not

[dabears1]

Dear Duke,

It's not you.

It's me.

I flirted with you.
Teased you.
Kissed you.
Touched you.
Told you that you were my one and only.

I gave you my promise.
My word.
My honor.
Crossed my heart and hoped to die stuck a needle in my eye.
I gave you something that I've never given a man before...

...I gave you my ED.

But I lied, didn't I?
You knew I was flirting with other schools, but you didn't want to see the truth.
You were blind.
Dumb.
Deaf.
Ignorant.
You called it "silly notions", "hopeless dreams", "harmless fun".
And that's what I told you.
And you believed it.

But today I told you something different...
The truth.
I told you I'm in love.
That I'm madly,
Grossly,
Wildly,
Passionately,
In love...

With Cornell. Sure she's a frozen hearted Ithacan bitch, but at least she's IVY...
SOMETHING YOU'LL NEVER BE.
Oh? What? You're surprised? Ha! Well then you should know,
I'm looking at Michigan too! And UCLA! And Georgetown!
And even that "goody two shoes" piece of tail Washington & Lee...
What can I say? I like a man in uniform.
Oh, and did I mention Lewis & Clark? It's incredible what that explorer will pay to explore my academic ability.
Unlike you, Notre Dame LOVES it when I put on my catholic school uniform.

*Sigh*
I wish there was a different way... an easy way.
There wasn't.
I'm sorry.
But taking back my ED and switching to regular admissions was the only thing I could do!
And it was a slap in the face.
I know.
I get it.

But did you have to be so quick?
Could you have least gone outside and thought about it?
Could you have at least said "I just don't know about us anymore"?
No.
You waitlisted me in forty-six minutes.
Email sent.
Email received.
Forty-six minutes later.
Waitlist.

Well I can't wait anymore, Duke.
I have to be who I am.
And if that means letting WUSTL throw dirty dirty wads of $$$$ at me, so be it.
I can't hide it anymore.
If that means a menage a trois with William AND Mary, then get me a plane ticket to Virginia.
I'm ready.

It's not you Duke.

It's me.

46 minutes! That is seriously premature waitlistation. What Dukesbags.

[bmore]

I work all day and then wait to hear from schools.

Right now the most exciting part of my day is sorting through the mail, hoping to find a possible acceptance letter.
I have time.

In other words, when I get a ding, someone's gonna hear about it. Glad y'all enjoyed it!

If your personal statement was half as good, Duke made a mistake. But then for someone with your sense of humor, Duke would have been a mistake.

[weejonbu]

Dear Duke,

It's not you.

It's me.

This definitely took the whole thread to another level, thanks Clance.

[MillerTime]

Dear Duke,

It's not you.

It's me.

I flirted with you.
Teased you.
Kissed you.
Touched you.
Told you that you were my one and only.

I gave you my promise.
My word.
My honor.
Crossed my heart and hoped to die stuck a needle in my eye.
I gave you something that I've never given a man before...

...I gave you my ED.

But I lied, didn't I?
You knew I was flirting with other schools, but you didn't want to see the truth.
You were blind.
Dumb.
Deaf.
Ignorant.
You called it "silly notions", "hopeless dreams", "harmless fun".
And that's what I told you.
And you believed it.

But today I told you something different...
The truth.
I told you I'm in love.
That I'm madly,
Grossly,
Wildly,
Passionately,
In love...

With Cornell. Sure she's a frozen hearted Ithacan bitch, but at least she's IVY...
SOMETHING YOU'LL NEVER BE.
Oh? What? You're surprised? Ha! Well then you should know,
I'm looking at Michigan too! And UCLA! And Georgetown!
And even that "goody two shoes" piece of tail Washington & Lee...
What can I say? I like a man in uniform.
Oh, and did I mention Lewis & Clark? It's incredible what that explorer will pay to explore my academic ability.
Unlike you, Notre Dame LOVES it when I put on my catholic school uniform.

*Sigh*
I wish there was a different way... an easy way.
There wasn't.
I'm sorry.
But taking back my ED and switching to regular admissions was the only thing I could do!
And it was a slap in the face.
I know.
I get it.

But did you have to be so quick?
Could you have least gone outside and thought about it?
Could you have at least said "I just don't know about us anymore"?
No.
You waitlisted me in forty-six minutes.
Email sent.
Email received.
Forty-six minutes later.
Waitlist.

Well I can't wait anymore, Duke.
I have to be who I am.
And if that means letting WUSTL throw dirty dirty wads of $$$$ at me, so be it.
I can't hide it anymore.
If that means a menage a trois with William AND Mary, then get me a plane ticket to Virginia.
I'm ready.

It's not you Duke.

It's me.

Truly amazing... Well done

[TOMaHULK]

Dear Duke,

It's not you.

It's me.

I flirted with you.
Teased you.
Kissed you.
Touched you.
Told you that you were my one and only.

I gave you my promise.
My word.
My honor.
Crossed my heart and hoped to die stuck a needle in my eye.
I gave you something that I've never given a man before...

...I gave you my ED.

But I lied, didn't I?
You knew I was flirting with other schools, but you didn't want to see the truth.
You were blind.
Dumb.
Deaf.
Ignorant.
You called it "silly notions", "hopeless dreams", "harmless fun".
And that's what I told you.
And you believed it.

But today I told you something different...
The truth.
I told you I'm in love.
That I'm madly,
Grossly,
Wildly,
Passionately,
In love...

With Cornell. Sure she's a frozen hearted Ithacan bitch, but at least she's IVY...
SOMETHING YOU'LL NEVER BE.
Oh? What? You're surprised? Ha! Well then you should know,
I'm looking at Michigan too! And UCLA! And Georgetown!
And even that "goody two shoes" piece of tail Washington & Lee...
What can I say? I like a man in uniform.
Oh, and did I mention Lewis & Clark? It's incredible what that explorer will pay to explore my academic ability.
Unlike you, Notre Dame LOVES it when I put on my catholic school uniform.

*Sigh*
I wish there was a different way... an easy way.
There wasn't.
I'm sorry.
But taking back my ED and switching to regular admissions was the only thing I could do!
And it was a slap in the face.
I know.
I get it.

But did you have to be so quick?
Could you have least gone outside and thought about it?
Could you have at least said "I just don't know about us anymore"?
No.
You waitlisted me in forty-six minutes.
Email sent.
Email received.
Forty-six minutes later.
Waitlist.

Well I can't wait anymore, Duke.
I have to be who I am.
And if that means letting WUSTL throw dirty dirty wads of $$$$ at me, so be it.
I can't hide it anymore.
If that means a menage a trois with William AND Mary, then get me a plane ticket to Virginia.
I'm ready.

It's not you Duke.

It's me.

As everyone has already said, this is awesome.

But...wow Clancy, you kindda sound like a 'hoe.

BTW-I'm Tom, can I buy you a drink?

[charlesxavier]

If that means a menage a trois with William AND Mary, then get me a plane ticket to Virginia.
I'm ready.

What a great line.

[dabears1]

If that means a menage a trois with William AND Mary, then get me a plane ticket to Virginia.
I'm ready.

What a great line.

There should probably be an entire thread dedicated to figurative romantic encounters with schools during the application (dating) process. That would be a sexy thread.

[TOMaHULK]

If that means a menage a trois with William AND Mary, then get me a plane ticket to Virginia.
I'm ready.

What a great line.

There should probably be an entire thread dedicated to figurative romantic encounters with schools during the application (dating) process. That would be a sexy thread.

This application cycle has gotten to you hasn't it?

[Papa Smurf]

Dear Duke,

It's not you.

It's me.

I flirted with you.
Teased you.
Kissed you.
Touched you.
Told you that you were my one and only.

I gave you my promise.
My word.
My honor.
Crossed my heart and hoped to die stuck a needle in my eye.
I gave you something that I've never given a man before...

...I gave you my ED.

But I lied, didn't I?
You knew I was flirting with other schools, but you didn't want to see the truth.
You were blind.
Dumb.
Deaf.
Ignorant.
You called it "silly notions", "hopeless dreams", "harmless fun".
And that's what I told you.
And you believed it.

But today I told you something different...
The truth.
I told you I'm in love.
That I'm madly,
Grossly,
Wildly,
Passionately,
In love...

With Cornell. Sure she's a frozen hearted Ithacan bitch, but at least she's IVY...
SOMETHING YOU'LL NEVER BE.
Oh? What? You're surprised? Ha! Well then you should know,
I'm looking at Michigan too! And UCLA! And Georgetown!
And even that "goody two shoes" piece of tail Washington & Lee...
What can I say? I like a man in uniform.
Oh, and did I mention Lewis & Clark? It's incredible what that explorer will pay to explore my academic ability.
Unlike you, Notre Dame LOVES it when I put on my catholic school uniform.

*Sigh*
I wish there was a different way... an easy way.
There wasn't.
I'm sorry.
But taking back my ED and switching to regular admissions was the only thing I could do!
And it was a slap in the face.
I know.
I get it.

But did you have to be so quick?
Could you have least gone outside and thought about it?
Could you have at least said "I just don't know about us anymore"?
No.
You waitlisted me in forty-six minutes.
Email sent.
Email received.
Forty-six minutes later.
Waitlist.

Well I can't wait anymore, Duke.
I have to be who I am.
And if that means letting WUSTL throw dirty dirty wads of $$$$ at me, so be it.
I can't hide it anymore.
If that means a menage a trois with William AND Mary, then get me a plane ticket to Virginia.
I'm ready.

It's not you Duke.

It's me.

[PuckCU06]

This, quite possibly, made my week... Brilliant! And, as a fellow Frozen-Hearted Ithican Bitch, it takes a rare breed to love us up right... but when spring comes, and we do thaw, you'll find we have a power, a gravity, an x factor, that no other Siren can equal, and you'll spend the rest of your life looking for more of the same...

Dear Duke,

It's not you.

It's me.

I flirted with you.
Teased you.
Kissed you.
Touched you.
Told you that you were my one and only.

I gave you my promise.
My word.
My honor.
Crossed my heart and hoped to die stuck a needle in my eye.
I gave you something that I've never given a man before...

...I gave you my ED.

But I lied, didn't I?
You knew I was flirting with other schools, but you didn't want to see the truth.
You were blind.
Dumb.
Deaf.
Ignorant.
You called it "silly notions", "hopeless dreams", "harmless fun".
And that's what I told you.
And you believed it.

But today I told you something different...
The truth.
I told you I'm in love.
That I'm madly,
Grossly,
Wildly,
Passionately,
In love...

With Cornell. Sure she's a frozen hearted Ithacan bitch, but at least she's IVY...
SOMETHING YOU'LL NEVER BE.
Oh? What? You're surprised? Ha! Well then you should know,
I'm looking at Michigan too! And UCLA! And Georgetown!
And even that "goody two shoes" piece of tail Washington & Lee...
What can I say? I like a man in uniform.
Oh, and did I mention Lewis & Clark? It's incredible what that explorer will pay to explore my academic ability.
Unlike you, Notre Dame LOVES it when I put on my catholic school uniform.

*Sigh*
I wish there was a different way... an easy way.
There wasn't.
I'm sorry.
But taking back my ED and switching to regular admissions was the only thing I could do!
And it was a slap in the face.
I know.
I get it.

But did you have to be so quick?
Could you have least gone outside and thought about it?
Could you have at least said "I just don't know about us anymore"?
No.
You waitlisted me in forty-six minutes.
Email sent.
Email received.
Forty-six minutes later.
Waitlist.

Well I can't wait anymore, Duke.
I have to be who I am.
And if that means letting WUSTL throw dirty dirty wads of $$$$ at me, so be it.
I can't hide it anymore.
If that means a menage a trois with William AND Mary, then get me a plane ticket to Virginia.
I'm ready.

It's not you Duke.

It's me.

[wiseguy33]

Dear Michigan,

You don't deserve my LSAT and it's fucking cold in Ann Arbor. Thanks for the ding.

Sincerely,
Wiseguy33

[TOMaHULK]

Dear Penn State;

While I've recently made a visit to Philly, and truly believe that the people in that city are given a bad rap, I will say that pretty much everyone in that state is a horrible driver. The glorious thoughts of sitting in traffic with vehicles filled with Jersey Shore look a likes, and horrible wanna be rap blazing must now be flushed away. While most vehicles I noticed seemed to actually have Jersey tags, I find it hard to believe that they are commuting to your school. Afterall, you're not Penn. You're Penn State. I once dreamt about possibly seeing Joe Pa in action before his retirement. Let's be honest-what's the rush? He's immortal. I think that you should try to integrate some diversity into your student body. And by that I mean have someone in a class whose hair is not full of Aqua Net. I respect your decision to tell me "[homophobic language redacted]" and would like to respond by saying "the Tampa Bay Buccaneers knocked you out of your only valid shot at a SuperBowl-then we Won it . We then welcomed you home into your new stadium by shutting you out again. Your Eagles will never win a Superbowl, so "[homophobic language redacted]."" (PS-no one cares about your Philles beating the Rays in the World Series. Baseball isn't a real sport).


Yours Truly,

Die Hard Bucs Fan and Lover of The Immense Sunshine

[gin]

Dear Penn State
Thanks a lot for that rejection e-mail. By the looks you are too cheap to spend 40cents on postage after I spent 2 weeks on your app and 2 months obsessing over your decision. Surprisingly, I'm not bitter over you rejected me on the first chance you got; after all you were a reach school and some schools that are ranked at your level or higher have either WL or held on to my app even though they've rejected people with higher numbers than mine. All I wanted to say thank you for making my life easier and taking away your school from consideration. After all, who wants to go to a school that is literally in the middle of nowhere.
Yours truely,
Wait, thankfully I'm not yours

[TOMaHULK]

Dear Penn State
Thanks a lot for that rejection e-mail. By the looks you are too cheap to spend 40cents on postage after I spent 2 weeks on your app and 2 months obsessing over your decision. Surprisingly, I'm not bitter over you rejected me on the first chance you got; after all you were a reach school and some schools that are ranked at your level or higher have either WL or held on to my app even though they've rejected people with higher numbers than mine. All I wanted to say thank you for making my life easier and taking away your school from consideration. After all, who wants to go to a school that is literally in the middle of nowhere.
Yours truely,
Wait, thankfully I'm not yours

I see you got that email too...