So, last night I drive up to my house, returning from a friend’s house. I stop at the end of the driveway, and walk to the mailbox. As usual, it’s almost completely full. I go back to my car and start eagerly flipping through the pile.
Linux Magazine Renewal - nope.
The ACLU’s bi-weekly letter begging for money - nope.
A bill from the BMW CCA - nope.
Five others letters addressed to my parents - nope.
Damn, I think. I guess I won’t be getting it today. How hard can it be to deliver a letter on time from one state away?
Disappointed, and cursing the inefficiency of the postal service, I pick through the magazines and larger envelopes on the bottom of the pile. A stock photography package, some ApplePrints.com photos, the town newspaper, and a packet from Charles Schwab. Nothing interesting to distract me from my annoyance.
I come to the last item - a large, thick, white envelope addressed to me. My heart skips a beat upon seeing the logo in the corner. I clumsily tear it open, hands shaking in nervous anticipation. Out slides a red folder. White text in a green band across the middle reads “Welcome to MIT”. Fearing someone’s playing an evil trick on me, I open it. On top of the materials inside is a certificate, reading:
The Massachusetts Institute of Technology
is Proud to Offer
<me>
Admission to the Class of 2008
Words don’t even begin to do justice to how happy I am right now.
Assuming things haven’t changed since the stone age when I went to college (which is always possible), that would be the referring to next year’s crop of students, which will be graduating in 2008.
Whoaaaaa, duuuude. A future propeller head! Congratulations! A lot of bright, very creative people have come out of MIT. May we assume that you’ll regale us with tales of hacks you’ve seen/done?
I’m still waiting for an acceptance/denial letter from the interviews I just finished with a couple of schools, so I know what you are feeling with the waiting. Its agony
I’m planning to go into computer science, but that may change. I know I want to double major or minor in something else - perhaps economics. I only have to declare a major by the end of sophomore year, so I have a bit of time before I really have to decide.