The Waiting Game. The countdown to mailing last choices

Since USC utilizes a holistic method of the admission procedure
The admission office may seem enjoy it runs like a well-oiled device on the outside—and it is—but it only operates as smoothly as it does through the application of multiple checks and balances through the process. We contact students when we have been missing a piece of the application form and once we need more information such as mid-year grades. We consult with the scholastic departments throughout USC and consider their views on candidates and pay attention to their recommendations. First and foremost, we rely on a single another to greatly help us see applicants in a way that is different recognise something we didn’t initially see. It’s an incredibly collaborative procedure and it takes time.
This is a difficult process for our office, as well at the end of the day. You can find many applicants that are qualified we don’t have room for each year. It’s never effortless making these tough choices, but I find convenience comprehending that our applicants need many amazing college options next year regardless.
I think I talk on behalf of our entire office when I say we are pretty excited to finally manage to shout out towards the world, here’s the amazing USC Class of 2017! Plus in only a couple weeks that are short we—and many of you—will find a way to do just that.
Grades, Guidance, and Goliath: Confessions of the Director Dad
The blog post below is from our very own Director of Admission, Kirk Brennan. He shares with us the struggles of being a parent of a college that is prospective as well as having a leadership role in degree. Understandably, juggling these two roles is extremely delicate. Thank you, Kirk, for sharing your insight into what our moms and dads undergo with this time that is stressful!
This coming Monday will mark the eighteenth anniversary of this day my wife (who you may remember) delivered our very first child. Though I been employed by in admission for 22 years, this particular 12 months — usually the one by which that kid is deciding on university — feels like my very first day at work. Just what a strange way to see my work: through the eyes, and through the house of a student that is prospective.
I had numerous disillusioning observations this year. I saw that tours of different schools seem the same, that college marketing materials look alike and even say the extremely same things, and how a number that is small of businesses vendors seem to drive this technique for several schools. I saw that a deal that is great of pupil’s impression of my university is perhaps not controllable, and I ended up being particularly disheartened when my very own student, after feeling proud to get a mass-mailer from a college, quit reading any one of them only days later, and even felt anger as she sifted through them. At USC plus in the admission profession in general, we strive to be helpful, however some full days I’m not sure how much we’re helping ( and I also welcome your suggestions at [email protected]).
What strikes me more than anything may be the emotional roller coaster of the year that is senior. I had been saddened to watch mundane events of life magnified to become critical pieces of a puzzle that lead to college; a grade regarding the quiz that is tiniest prompts a crisis, or an option to flake out one afternoon is seen as a potential deal breaker for college admission, consequently career, then life time joy. Then there’s the list; therefore colleges that are many consider, will she love these schools, did she miss a better fit, and can she even get in at all? Then completing the applications, especially the anxiety behind answering the least important questions on the application (we discussed ‘What’s my counselor’s task title?’). The relief that is temporary of them was soon replaced by confusion on the lack of communication as colleges read. Now the decisions are coming out the grand finale of the ride — one day she gets in and feels great excitement for her future, another she is turned down and seems useless, as if judged harshly by strangers. Learning and growing could be difficult, and numerous turns in life will be unpredictable, but undoubtedly I cannot be the only real one ready with this ride to end.
Through the ground i’ve watched this roller coaster many times, and such trips tend to result in the same manner — with our children enrolling in a college they love. Yet we riders nevertheless scream, even feel real terror going down the mountain as if the safety pubs will not assist; normal responses, if utterly irrational. I nevertheless love rollercoasters (Goliath is my personal favorite), and I also think I shall enjoy particularly this ride. I have grown nearer to my daughter, and we have all grown closer as a family. I have seen my younger daughter console her older sister. We all cherish the time that remains in this phase of our family life, while we avoid the concern of how additional meals we’ll share together. You can find many hugs, tears, pats on the back, and scoops of ice cream to soothe the pain, yet great hope for the long term. I look forward to this ride finishing, but I imagine when it ends, just like Goliath, I will be excited to get back in line to ride again today. I sure hope so, anyway: my youngest is counting on it.