The Waiting Game. The countdown to mailing final decisions

The Waiting Game. The countdown to mailing final decisions is on and I’m sure all our first-year applicants are wondering… what’s taking so long?! It takes a lot of manpower and hours to read 47,000 applications and we wish to give every application a review that is fair order to create the amazing, well-rounded, diverse, and successful Class of 2017. Let me pull back the curtain a little and show you why it requires us many months to finish this process…

Since USC utilizes a holistic method of the admission procedure, we’re committed to reading and re-reading every piece for the application. You understand those answer that is short you responded to? We read those. That task summary you filled out? Yup, every activity is read by us, organization, and experience you listed on there. I want to get to know you- your interests, your perspective, and most of all, hear your voice come through when I read an application. This process takes some time thought even as we make an effort to understand just how your academic performance, test ratings, composing, involvements, and recommendations come together to paint a fuller picture of who you really are as a student and a person.

The admission office may seem like it runs like a well-oiled device on the outside—and it is—but it just operates as smoothly as it does through the utilization of multiple checks and balances through the procedure. We contact students when we have been missing an item of the applying and when we need additional information such as for example mid-year grades. We consult with the scholastic departments throughout USC and consider their views on applicants and tune in to their recommendations. First and foremost, we rely using one another to 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 requires time.

This is a difficult process for our office, as well at the end of the day. There are many qualified applicants that we don’t have room for every year. It’s never easy making these tough choices, but I find convenience realizing that our applicants may have many amazing college options the following year irrespective.

I think I speak on behalf of our office that is entire when say we are pretty excited to finally find a way to shout out to your world, here’s the amazing USC Class of 2017! Plus in merely a couple brief weeks, we—and many of you—will be able to do just that.

Grades, Guidance, and Goliath: Confessions of the Director Dad

The post below is from our very Director that is own of, Kirk Brennan. He shares with us the struggles to be a parent of the college that is prospective as well as having a leadership role in higher education. Understandably, juggling these two roles is extremely delicate. Thank you, Kirk, for sharing your insight into what our moms and dads go through in this stressful time!

 

This coming Monday will mark the eighteenth anniversary associated with day my wife (whom you may remember) delivered our very first youngster. This particular year — the one in which that child is applying to college — feels like my first day on the job though i have worked in admission for 22 years. Exactly what a strange way to look at my job: through the eyes, and through the home of a prospective student.

I had numerous observations that are disillusioning year. I saw that tours of very different schools sound the same, that college marketing materials look alike and even say the very same things, and what sort of small number of marketing organizations vendors appear to drive this procedure for all schools. I saw that a great deal of a student’s impression of my university is not controllable, and I ended up being especially disheartened when my own student, after experiencing proud to get a mass-mailer from a college, quit reading some of them shmoop essay only days later on, and even felt anger as she sifted through them. At USC as well as in the admission occupation in general, we strive to be helpful, however some full days I’m uncertain how much we’re helping ( and I also welcome your suggestions at admdir@usc.edu).

Just What strikes me more than any such thing could be the psychological roller coaster of the senior year. I ended up being saddened to watch mundane events of life magnified to become critical pieces of a puzzle that result in college; a grade regarding the tiniest test prompts a crisis, or a choice to flake out one afternoon is observed as a potential deal breaker for university admission, therefore career, then life time pleasure. Then there is record; therefore colleges that are many consider, will she love these schools, did she miss a much better fit, and may she even get in at all? Then filling in the applications, especially the anxiety behind responding to the least important questions on the applying (we discussed ‘What’s my counselor’s job title?’). The relief that is temporary of them was soon replaced by confusion throughout the lack of communication as colleges read. Now the decisions are being released the grand finale with this ride — one day she gets in and feels great excitement for her future, another she is rejected and feels worthless, as if judged harshly by strangers. Learning and growing is difficult, and many turns in life will be unpredictable, but certainly I can’t be the only one ready for this ride to end.

From the ground I have watched this roller coaster often times, and such trips tend to end up in the way that is same; with our children enrolling in a college they love. Yet we riders nevertheless scream, also feel terror that is real down the mountain as in the event that safety bars won’t assist; normal reactions, if utterly irrational. We still love rollercoasters (Goliath is my favorite), and I also think We will enjoy this ride. I have grown nearer to my daughter, and we have all grown closer as a family. I’ve seen my younger daughter console her older sister. We all cherish the time that remains in this phase of our family life, we will share together while we avoid the question of how many more meals. You will find many hugs, tears, pats on the trunk, and scoops of ice cream to soothe the pain sensation, yet great hope for the near future. 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, anyhow: my youngest is counting on it.