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 is taking so long?! It takes plenty of manpower and hours to learn 47,000 applications and we desire to give every application a reasonable review in order to produce the amazing, well-rounded, diverse, and successful Class of 2017. Let me pull straight back the curtain a little and show you why it takes us many months to finish this process…

Since USC uses an approach that is holistic the admission procedure, we’re committed to reading and re-reading every piece regarding the application. You know those answer that is short you responded to? We read those. That activity summary you completed? Yup, we read every activity, organization, and experience you listed on there. When I read an application, i wish to reach understand you- your passions, your perspective, and a lot of of all, hear your voice come through. This process takes time and thought as we attempt to understand just how your academic performance, test scores, writing, involvements, and recommendations get together to paint a fuller picture of who you are as a student and a person.

The admission office may seem 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 form and once we need more information such as for instance mid-year grades. We check with the departments that are academic USC and consider their views on candidates and pay attention to their recommendations. Most of all, we rely on one another to simply help us see applicants in a way that is different detect something we didn’t initially see. It is an incredibly collaborative process and it will take time.

By the end of the day, this is a hard process for the office, too. You will find many qualified applicants that we do not have room for each year. It’s never effortless making these tough decisions, but I find convenience knowing that our applicants will have many college that is amazing next year irrespective.

I think We talk on behalf of our office that is entire when say we are pretty excited to finally be able to shout out towards the world, here’s the amazing USC Class of 2017! As well as in merely a couple weeks that are short we—and numerous of you—will be able to do exactly that.

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

The article below is from our very own Director of Admission, Kirk Brennan. He shares with us the struggles to be a parent of a prospective college student also having a leadership role in degree. Understandably, juggling these two roles is extremely delicate. Thank you, Kirk, for sharing your insight into what our parents undergo with this stressful time!


This Monday that is coming will the eighteenth anniversary for the time my wife (whom you may remember) delivered our first son or daughter. Though I been employed by in admission for 22 years, this specific year — the one by which that youngster is applying to college — is like my very first day on the job. Just what a strange way to see my work: through the eyes, and through the home of a student that is prospective.

I had many disillusioning observations this year. I saw that tours of different schools seem the same, that college marketing materials look alike and even say the extremely same things, and how a number that is small of companies vendors seem to drive this technique for a lot of schools. I saw that a deal that is great of pupil’s impression of my university is not controllable, and I ended up being particularly disheartened whenever my very own student, after experiencing 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 work hard to be helpful, many full days I’m not sure how much we’re helping ( and I welcome your suggestions at

Just What strikes me more than any such thing is the emotional roller coaster of the year that is senior. We ended up being saddened to look at mundane events of life magnified to become critical pieces of a puzzle that lead to college; a grade regarding the tiniest quiz prompts a crisis, or an option to flake out one afternoon sometimes appears as a potential deal breaker for university admission, therefore career, then lifetime joy. Then there is the list; therefore many colleges to consider, will she love these schools, did she miss a better fit, and will she also get in at all? Then filling in the applications, especially the anxiety behind answering the smallest amount of questions that are important the application form (we discussed ‘What’s my therapist’s job title?’). The relief that is temporary of them was soon replaced by confusion over the lack of communication as colleges read. Now the decisions are being released the grand finale of this ride — 1 day she gets in and seems excitement that is great her future, another she actually is rejected and seems useless, as if judged harshly by strangers. Learning and growing is hard, and many turns in life will be unpredictable, but undoubtedly 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 trips tend to end 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 if the safety pubs won’t help; normal responses, if utterly irrational. I nevertheless love rollercoasters (Goliath is my favorite), and I also think I will enjoy particularly this ride. I’ve grown closer to my daughter, so 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, although we avoid the question of how many more meals we are going to share together. You will find many hugs, tears, pats on the rear, and scoops of ice cream to soothe the pain sensation, yet great hope for the future. Today I look forward to this ride finishing, but we imagine whenever it ends, just like Goliath, I will be excited getting back in line to drive once more. I sure hope so, anyhow: my youngest is counting on it.