Monday, September 29, 2014

PBA Acceptance!!

AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! I'm so excited and honored to say that I got accepted into PBA!!!!! 
I can't believe I'm really saying that! It still hasn't sunk in, even though I found out over a week ago.
It's such a relief to know that I'm officially going to college! I could not be happier!! 
I haven't officially picked the school I'm going to yet, because I'm still waiting to hear back from a couple other colleges. But to be honest, PBA is at the very top of my list. So I would be more than ecstatic to attend school there. I seriously just want to pick PBA already, and buy all the PBA gear, and shout from the roof tops that in less than 6 months I'm going to be attending such an amazing school. 
But, I know I need to slow down and not make any quick decisions, at least not yet. ;-)

So now for the funny part; the story of how I got the acceptance call.
I came home from school that day in the worst mood because everyone at school had been talking about how they got into this and that school, while I had not not heard one peep about an acceptance decision from any of the schools I had applied to. When I got home, I had put my phone in my room to charge and walked away from it for a couple of hours. After I spent those 2 hours complaining to my Mom about how I hadn't heard anything from any of the colleges and therefore it probably meant I wasn't going to get in to any of them, and how I would probably end up as hobo or something. I went and checked my phone absentmindedly, and suddenly realized I had missed several calls and texts. One of those calls had an odd area code. I started thinking of who it could be - and then I realized it was probably PBA. When I had called the admission office a week earlier, they had said that when they had an admissions decision my counselor would call me. 
This was that call.
I rushed to listen to the voice mail they had left and I was right - it was my counselor saying he had an admissions decision for me. All these emotions overcame me, and I started to have a panic attack. 
What if I didn't get in? What if he's calling me to tell me bad news? Let's listen to the voice mail for a millionth time. Does he sound happy? Does he sound sad? What If I don't get into any colleges? 
All of this plus sobbing was happening. 
Thankfully, my Mom calmed me down and we did tapping together. Which is a very useful technique to calm you down if you're anxiety prone like me.
After 20 minutes of freaking out, I called him back.
Of course, after all that, he didn't answer. 
Now I had the fun task of waiting for his call back. 
For what seemed like forever, I waited, paced around me room, and tried not to think the worst.
After another 20 minutes of waiting (and losing my mind) I decided I was going to call him again.
He miraculously answered this time! 
He told me he had an admissions decision for me and asked if I was ready to hear it.
Oh god.
I said yes, yes tell me already!
He said, "Congratulations!! You've been accepted to PBA!!!"
That's when this happened:
I started to sob. Yes, while I was still on the phone with him.
And I'm not over exaggerating, I ugly cried.
I couldn't even talk, I was so overjoyed. 
My admissions counselor thought it was so funny that I was so overwhelmingly happy. 
He then went on to say a bunch of stuff, that I honestly don't remeber at all. 
I was too busy crying, and jumping up and down with my Mom. :-)
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  1. Oh my gosh, congratulations!!!! This is huge, especially that it's your top school. And the place look beautiful.

  2. Congratulations!!!!
    I hate those emotional roller coaster moments, too! This is awesome :)


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