Then, the neurosis gets loud, some version of: “Why was so-and-so (usually someone believed to be less qualified) admitted and I wasn’t?”, “Does this [being waitilisted] mean that I won’t be accepted anywhere else?”—followed by the “shoulda’s” and “woulda’s”, like, “I shoulda written about____,”or “Maybe if I woulda joined _____ in sophomore year, I woulda been accepted.”
Yet, truthfully, as Jon Boeckenstedt, Vice Provost Enrollment Management at Oregon State University, states:
Disappointment and frustration are inherent to the college admissions process, yet, every year, every applicant hopes, believes they will be spared the subjectivity of the college admissions process, not by luck, but deserving of such exemption. (Such a misguided impression is a natural human folly, talked about in all of history and religion, the stuff leading to whole civilizations failing—hubris.)
Being waitlisted (or even denied) ends up being a lesson in humility, yet often begins as the seeming smarting of humiliation. Thus, how a student responds to a waitlist can continue defining their character. Since at the end of the day, a waitlist is a second chance to attend a university one originally regarded as a “match” (thus precipitated submitting an application), someplace a student believed they’d discover more about their aptitude and define their life’s purpose.
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