The Waiting Game. The countdown to mailing last choices

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

Since USC utilizes a holistic way of the admission process, we’re committed to reading and re-reading every piece regarding the application. You understand those short respond to questions you responded to? We read those. That task summary you completed? Yup, every activity is read by us, company, 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 procedure takes some time 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 may seem like it runs like a well-oiled machine on the outside—and it is—but it just operates since smoothly as it does through the employment of multiple checks and balances through the entire procedure. We contact students when our company is missing an item of the application form and as soon as we need extra information such as mid-year grades. We check with the academic departments throughout USC and consider their views on applicants and tune in to their recommendations. Most of all, we rely on one another to greatly help us see applicants in a way that is different detect something we didn’t initially see. It’s a process that is incredibly collaborative it requires time.

By the end of the day, this is certainly a difficult process for the office, aswell. You can find many applicants that are qualified we don’t have room for every year. It’s never easy making these tough choices, but I find comfort knowing that our applicants need many college that is amazing the following year irrespective.

I think We speak on behalf of our office that is entire when say we are pretty excited to finally have the ability to shout out to your world, listed here is the amazing USC Class of 2017! And in just a couple short 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 of being a moms and dad of the 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 understanding of what our moms and dads proceed through with this time that is stressful!


This Monday that is coming will the eighteenth anniversary for the time my wife (who you may remember) delivered our first kid. Though I been employed by in admission for 22 years, this particular year — the one by which that youngster is deciding on university — is like my very first day face to face. What a strange way to view my work: through the eyes, and through the house of a prospective student.

I had many 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 extremely same things, and how a small number of marketing organizations vendors appear to drive this technique for a lot of schools. I saw that a whole lot of a pupil’s impression of my university is maybe not controllable, and We was specially disheartened when my very own student, after feeling proud to receive a mass-mailer from a college, quit reading any of them only days later, 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 days I’m unsure how much we’re helping ( and I also welcome your suggestions at

Just What strikes me more than such a thing could be the emotional roller coaster of the senior 12 months. I ended up being saddened to watch mundane events of life magnified to be critical pieces of a puzzle that lead to college; a grade on the quiz that is tiniest prompts a crisis, or a choice to relax one afternoon is observed as a potential deal breaker for college admission, therefore career, then lifetime pleasure. Then there is record; therefore colleges that are many consider, will she love these schools, did she miss a much better fit, and that can she also get in at all? Then filling out the applications, especially the anxiety behind answering the smallest amount of questions that are important the application form (we discussed ‘What’s my counselor’s work 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 of this trip — one day she gets in and seems excitement that is great her future, another she actually is turned down and feels worthless, as if judged harshly by strangers. Learning and growing are hard, and turns that are many life will be unpredictable, but clearly I cannot be the actual only real one ready because of this ride to end.

Through the ground i’ve watched this roller coaster often times, and such rides tend to end in the same way — with our children enrolling in a college they love. Yet we riders still scream, even feel terror that is real down the hill as in the event that safety pubs won’t assist; normal reactions, if utterly irrational. We still love rollercoasters (Goliath is my personal favorite), and I also think I shall love this particular 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, we will share together while we avoid the question of how many more meals. You can find many hugs, tears, pats on the trunk, and scoops of ice cream to soothe the pain, yet great hope for the long run. 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 onto it.