The Waiting Game. The countdown to mailing final choices

The Waiting Game. The countdown to mailing final choices is on and I’m sure all our first-year applicants are wondering… what is taking so long?! It takes a great deal of manpower and hours to see 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 bit and show you why it will take us months that are many complete this process…

Since USC uses a holistic way of the admission procedure, we have been committed to reading and re-reading every piece for the application. You understand those short respond to questions you reacted to? We read those. That task summary you filled out? Yup, we read every activity, organization, and experience you listed on there. When I read an application, i wish to get to understand you- your passions, your perspective, and a lot of of all, hear your voice come through. This procedure takes time and thought you are as a student and a person as we try to understand how your academic performance, test scores, writing, involvements, and recommendations come together to paint a fuller picture of who.

The admission office might appear is—but it only runs as smoothly as it does through the use of multiple checks and balances throughout the process like it runs like a well-oiled machine on the outside—and it. We contact pupils when a piece is being missed by us of the application 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 candidates and pay attention to their recommendations. First and foremost, we rely using one another to greatly help us see applicants in a various way or detect something we didn’t initially see. It is a process that is incredibly collaborative it will take time.

At the conclusion of the day, this really is a hard process for the office, as well. You can find many applicants that are qualified we don’t have room for each year. It’s never effortless making these tough decisions, but I find convenience knowing that our applicants has many amazing college options the following year regardless.

I think We speak on behalf of our entire office when We say we are pretty excited to finally manage to shout out towards the globe, here’s the incredible USC Class of 2017! And in just a couple quick weeks, we—and numerous of you—will be able 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 the college that is prospective along with having a leadership role in higher education. Understandably, juggling these two roles is incredibly delicate. Thank you, Kirk, for sharing your understanding of what our moms and dads go through during this stressful time!


This Monday that is coming will the eighteenth anniversary regarding the time my wife (who you may remember) delivered our first son or daughter. Though I been employed by in admission for 22 years, this particular year — usually the one by which that son or daughter is signing up to college — feels as though my first day at work. Exactly what a strange way to look at my job: through the eyes, and from the home of a student that is prospective.

I had many observations that are disillusioning year. I saw that tours of different schools sound the same, that college marketing materials look alike and even say the very same things, and how a number that is small of organizations vendors seem to drive this technique for a lot of schools. I saw that a deal that is great of student’s impression of my university is maybe not controllable, and We ended up being especially disheartened whenever my own student, after experiencing proud to get a mass-mailer from a college, quit reading any of them only days later on, and even felt anger as she sifted through them. At USC plus in the admission occupation in general, we strive to be helpful, but some times I’m uncertain how much we’re helping ( and I welcome your suggestions at

What strikes me more than anything could be the emotional roller coaster of the year that is senior. We had been saddened to view mundane events of life magnified to be critical pieces of a puzzle that cause college; a grade on the tiniest quiz prompts a crisis, or a choice to flake out one afternoon sometimes appears as a possible deal breaker for university admission, consequently career, then lifetime joy. Then there’s the list; therefore colleges that are many consider, will she love these schools, did she miss an improved fit, and may she even get in at all? Then completing the applications, especially the anxiety behind responding to the smallest amount of important questions on the applying (we discussed ‘What’s my therapist’s job title?’). The short term relief of completing them was soon replaced by confusion within the lack of communication as colleges read. Now the decisions are developing the grand finale of this trip — one day she gets in and seems great excitement for her future, another she actually is refused and feels worthless, as if judged harshly by strangers. Learning and growing can be hard, and numerous turns in life will be unpredictable, but undoubtedly I can’t be the actual only real one ready for this ride to end.

From the ground i’ve watched this roller coaster several times, and such rides tend to end in the same manner — with our children enrolling in a college they love. Yet we riders still scream, also feel terror that is real down the hill as if the safety bars won’t assist; normal reactions, if utterly irrational. I nevertheless love rollercoasters (Goliath is my favorite), and I also think I will enjoy particularly this ride. I have grown closer to my daughter, and now 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. There are numerous hugs, tears, pats on the trunk, and scoops of ice cream to soothe the pain, yet great hope for the near future. Today I look forward to this ride finishing, but we imagine when it ends, just like Goliath, I will be excited to get back in line to ride once more. I sure hope so, anyhow: my youngest is counting about it.

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