Anisha AdkeIf you’re like me, a lot of colleges will be sending you their decisions in the next week or so. And if you’re like me, those decisions will be a mixture of happy acceptances and stern rejections. Our futures will finally begin to take shape.

I ask you to realize that we are all in this together. We will applaud your victories with you and find pride in your accomplishments. We understand that universal warm fuzzy feeling of acceptance. When you jump out of your seat with joy when you see your acceptance letter from your dream school, we will jump with you.

But recognize that there is a fine line between celebrating and flaunting, and it is unfortunately easy to cross without realizing. Remember that school with a 20 percent acceptance rate that admitted you? With your acceptance came four rejection letters, to four other teenagers who are in the same place as you. And that school with a 5 percent acceptance rate? You were admitted, but 19 others were not. Yes, you worked very hard for it, but so did the other people who weren’t admitted. College admissions are a game, and none of us know the rules.

For those of you who do receive rejection letters (which will be many of you, as none of us are superhuman), do not worry. This is not what defines us. This is no indication of your intelligence or your willpower or your character. Life goes on.

One final request I have for all of you, though, is to refrain from the interrogatory discussions about college as much as possible until we have made decisions and our futures have become certain once more. What good does it do to talk to one another about acceptances, rejections and where we’re thinking about going?

Although friends are great sounding boards when you are trying to make a decision, it is easy to mistake these friendly acts with comparisons. It’s not like we don’t get enough college talk on a regular basis, anyway. The only question people seem to ask me these days is, “Where are you going to college?” Tip: to combat such distressing questions, answer by bursting into tears of hysteria or announcing that you will be joining a cannibalistic tribe instead of going to college, because who needs higher education, really? It would be much easier if I could talk to my peers without discussing college. Let’s all be in agreement that we will not speak of it until May, OK?

But for those of you who are bursting with excitement at the sight of an acceptance letter, feel free to spread your joy. The rest of us may need it. Not all of us are always jealous and resentful creatures, only sometimes. Just try to refrain from sporting your college sweatshirt every day.

And once we have all solidified our futures and have plans for next year, we can celebrate our successes. Until then, though, keep in mind that we’re all in this together. Be cognizant of the line between feeling happy for yourself and flaunting your successes, and skirt it wisely.

Anisha Adke is a senior at Lakeridge High School, and she writes a monthly column for the Review. She can be reached at This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it..

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