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 whole lot of manpower and hours to read 47,000 applications and we want to give every application a reasonable review in order to produce the amazing, well-rounded, diverse, and successful Class of 2017. Let me pull back the curtain a bit and explain to you why it requires us many months to complete this process…

Since USC utilizes a holistic method of the admission procedure, we have been committed to reading and re-reading every piece of this application. You understand those short respond to questions you shmoop pro responded to? We read those. That task summary you completed? Yup, we read every activity, organization, and experience you listed on there. When I read a credit card applicatoin, i wish to get to know you- your passions, your perspective, & most of all, hear your voice come through. This method takes time and thought even as we make an effort to comprehend exactly how your academic performance, test scores, writing, involvements, and recommendations come together to paint a fuller picture of who you are as a student and someone.

The admission office might appear like it runs like a well-oiled machine on the outside—and it is—but it just runs since smoothly as it does through the employment of multiple checks and balances through the process. We contact students when we’re missing an item of the application and once we need more information such as for instance mid-year grades. We consult with the academic departments throughout USC and consider their views on applicants and listen to their recommendations. First and foremost, we rely using one another to aid 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 will take time.

This is a difficult process for our office, as well at the end of the day. You can find many qualified applicants that we do not have room for every year. It’s never simple making these tough decisions, but I find comfort realizing that our applicants has many college that is amazing next year regardless.

I think We talk on behalf of our entire office when I say we are pretty excited to finally find a way to shout out towards the globe, listed here is the amazing USC Class of 2017! Plus in just a couple weeks that are short we—and numerous of you—will find a way to do just that.

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

The blog 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 prospective college student along with having a leadership role in degree. Understandably, juggling these two functions is very delicate. Thank you, Kirk, for sharing your understanding of what our parents undergo 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 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 view my work: through the eyes, and from the home of a prospective pupil.

I had numerous 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 exact same things, and how a small number of marketing companies vendors seem to drive this technique for several schools. I saw that a deal that is great of student’s impression of my university is maybe not controllable, and I was especially disheartened whenever my own student, after feeling proud to receive a mass-mailer from a college, quit reading any one of them only days later, and even felt anger as she sifted through them. At USC and in the admission occupation in general, we strive to be helpful, however some days I’m uncertain how much we’re helping ( and I also welcome your suggestions at

What strikes me more than such a thing is the emotional roller coaster of the year that is senior. We ended up being saddened to view mundane events of life magnified to become critical pieces of a puzzle that lead to 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 happiness. Then there’s record; so colleges that are many consider, will she love these schools, did she miss a better fit, and may she even get in at all? Then filling in the applications, especially the anxiety behind responding to the smallest amount of important questions on the application form (we discussed ‘What’s my counselor’s work title?’). The temporary relief of finishing them was soon replaced by confusion over the lack of communication as colleges read. Now the decisions are coming out the grand finale of this trip — one day she gets in and feels great excitement for her future, another she is turned down and seems worthless, as if judged harshly by strangers. Learning and growing are difficult, and numerous turns in life will be unpredictable, but certainly I can not be the only one ready because of this ride to end.

Through the ground I have watched this roller coaster several times, and such rides tend to result in the same way — with our children enrolling in a college they love. Yet we riders nevertheless scream, also feel genuine terror going down the mountain as if the safety bars won’t help; normal responses, if utterly irrational. We nevertheless love rollercoasters (Goliath is my favorite), and I also think We will love this particular ride. I have grown closer 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 continues to be 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 back, and scoops of ice cream to soothe the pain sensation, yet great hope for the future. Today we 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 drive again. I sure hope so, anyhow: my youngest is counting on it.

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