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Sunday Morning

Posted by Dominque Miller in Storytelling - Chase on Sunday, March 27, 2011 at 12:30 pm

On Sunday morning I can always count on my mom to wake up struggling to unlock the door, with the tiny key. Normally the rattling door knob would scare me but I know that it's her. After I let her in I crawl in bed making sure I leave enough space for her to join me, she then says, "You have any plans today"
"No"
"You wanna go to breakfast"
"Sure"

Now this conversation normally varies based on certain events but that is the main conversation we have. See, Sunday Morning breakfast at June's dinner is a tradition for us. We always go at least once a weekend. We share stories about our  week, what happened on Saturday if either of us had gone out, etc. Last time she put me on a guilt trip when we were talking about college next year, "Who will I have breakfast with when you leave." That had to be the most hurtful thing she could have said. I already have anxieties about leaving her, but that was just the icing on the cake. Anyway, I have to go, she waiting for me to go to breakfast, now.
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Morning

Posted by Jennifer Albright in Storytelling - Chase on Sunday, March 27, 2011 at 10:15 am

When I woke up this morning I got to enjoy a hot shower, finally, with my ferret running around the bathroom floor and attacking my clothes. What a brilliant way to start the day, so why don't I feel so brilliant?
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Shouldn't Be That Difficult

Posted by Deja Scarborough in Storytelling - Chase on Sunday, March 27, 2011 at 12:02 am

Today I had to be to work at 3pm. I got off at 10pm and didn't get home until 11:43pm. Something is definitely wrong with that. So because of that I don't really have the time to write the story and wanted to and to be honest I am just exhausted and I just want my credit for today. Maybe I'll have some better luck tomorrow :/
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The mailbox...

Posted by Dominque Miller in Storytelling - Chase on Saturday, March 26, 2011 at 11:33 pm

I completely forget about it when I start to make my long journey home. Minding my own business while I listen to Adele to drawn out the screaming babies, and the loud conversation of the women behind. Looking out the window, I think about what I have to do for school, how hungry I am, or that funny joke Mr. Miles told about Andre today in class. Before I know it, my bus stop comes. I excuse myself through the long aisle of people on the bus, wishing I had gone out the back. I finally get off after thanking the bus driver, which most people normally don't do. I feel kind of bad for them, because I know how much I hate SEPTA and I can only imagine how bad they feel. So I hope that maybe my "thank you" will make them feel like someone appreciates their job, and understands their struggle. Anyway, the air has been colder these days, and the winds stronger, so I fight my way on the quick journey home. Then there it is, I see it as I arrive on my tiny block of Uber st. "Aww Man, I forgot" I whisper to myself. Stopping in my tracks I shortly contemplate turning back around, but then I remember it's after 7 and I can't use my transpass is up, I'm trapped so I must continue. Walking up the steps, I swear I hear that scary music that comes on right before you die in movies. I stick my arm out, and lift up the lid. Holding my breathe in fair of what I may find. I lean over and see..... A Vogue magazine, and a PECO bill. I breath out, "No rejections" I whisper to myself. I walk up the steps feeling a bit better then I did before. But oh no, I forgot about my email... To be continued...
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3.26

Posted by Marjorie Moreno in Storytelling - Chase on Saturday, March 26, 2011 at 11:31 pm

​It was absolutely breathtaking... 
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Yum!

Posted by Taylor Valentine in Storytelling - Chase on Saturday, March 26, 2011 at 9:54 pm

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Skins

Posted by Perry Woods in Storytelling - Chase on Saturday, March 26, 2011 at 7:23 pm

​My mom started watching the original Skins on netflix today. Eventually she got me to sit and watch it with her. We didn't think we would like it but we are big on watching british television. Things like Absolutely Fabulous, East Enders, Doctor Who and Being Human are common staples we like to watch. So far we have seen 4 episodes and are quite into it. I am pretty sure I wont watch the american version. Why? Simply because I never liked american remakes of any british shows. British humor is best kept as it is not remade.
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The Break Up

Posted by Andre Serrano in Storytelling - Chase on Saturday, March 26, 2011 at 2:23 pm

It had the air of an awkward breakup. ​I expected outrage, or anger as I told my boss that I was quitting. For most, It's probably not a big deal, but this was my first real job and she had gone through great lengths to accommodate my schedule. It was particularly bad because one food runner had just taken a month off, and the company was only left with 2 others. A company, that which, without food runners, would not be able to function. But instead she looked at me with incredibly soft eyes and said "I'm sorry I need you to work." I was quitting in part because of the unpredictability of my schedule. Over the next month I have a barrage of college trips, vacations and birthdays, and I refuse to put this job over my life. I'm at a time now where school is the most important and these college trips will determine the rest of my life. Also, I have about another 4 months before the friends that I have enjoyed throughout my time in high school become a distant memory, and I am forced to explore the social obligations of college. I got firm with my boss, while retaining my apologetic tone and said "I'm sorry.. I just can't." I thought for sure this would anger her but again, she maintained those soft eyes and disappointed voice and just said "That's not nice." and walked away.
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I cried today...

Posted by Onjelique Jackson in Storytelling - Chase on Saturday, March 26, 2011 at 12:18 pm

​​Onji, 

The admissions committee at New York University has carefully considered your application and supporting credentials, and it is with regret that I must inform you that we are unable to offer you admission to NYU this year.  I am so sorry about the disappointing news.

Please know that your application and supporting credentials were given full consideration.  As you likely suspect, we receive more applications from exceedingly qualified students than we are able to admit each year.  This year was no exception, as this was one of the most competitive admission processes in NYU’s history.  Unfortunately, even though students may be clearly competitive for admission based on their academic records and their test scores, we are only able to admit a fraction of qualified students given the space we have available in our classes at NYU.  Please know that whether or not you requested financial aid or on-campus housing did not factor into our decision-making process.

Given the volume of applications we receive each year – roughly 42,000 – please understand that we do not have an appeal process of any kind and we cannot reconsider your application this year.  You can certainly re-apply for admission as a transfer candidate, should you matriculate elsewhere next fall, but we cannot reconsider your application until then and we cannot evaluate any new credentials or materials at this time.

Again, I am sorry for the disappointing news.  My experience shows that the vast majority of students who are delivered similar news – myself included, as I was not admitted to my own first choice university more than 20 years ago – go on to be highly successful in their chosen fields of study.

On behalf of the NYU community, I wish you only the best as you continue your education.

Sincerely,

Shawn L. Abbott, Ed.D.
Assistant Vice President for Admissions

_____________________________________________________________

I was trying to get into my Temple account when I couldn't seem to log in. So I go to my e-mail to look for the e-mail that gave me my username and password, when I see I have 12 unread messages; one of which was from New York University - labeled "Your Admission Decision." Excitement surged through me, because this was it. This was what I'd been waiting for since December when I applied. Each day I thought, if not drooled over my future life in New York as NYU. And so I opened it. I read to "with regret," and my heart sank. First unsure how to take the heart stopping news, I continued to read down to the very last word, even though I knew what it would read. I had gotten the same letter from Villanova, but that was far less disappointing. After reading it I handed the computer to my sister for her to read. Then I turned and tears burned my eyes and washed my cheeks. I cried... a lot. Snowball came trotting over and jumped on my lap and tried to lick the tears away but I just laid her down and grabbed for my Kleenex. But no matter how many times I wiped the tears away, it didn't change the fact that my whole future has changed, whether for better or worse is irrelevant, it's how I'm suppose to plan my life from here on out. I was always the type to plan my future, or anything for that matter, but I'd only plan for the best outcome and never the a bad outcome be a reality. But now I know one of the most important lessons I could ever learn; plan for the best, the good, the bad, and the worst. That way, disappointment won't hurt nearly as bad.  

-Onji 
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I cried today...

Posted by Anonymous in Storytelling - Chase on Saturday, March 26, 2011 at 12:05 pm

​Onji, 

The admissions committee at New York University has carefully considered your application and supporting credentials, and it is with regret that I must inform you that we are unable to offer you admission to NYU this year.  I am so sorry about the disappointing news.

Please know that your application and supporting credentials were given full consideration.  As you likely suspect, we receive more applications from exceedingly qualified students than we are able to admit each year.  This year was no exception, as this was one of the most competitive admission processes in NYU’s history.  Unfortunately, even though students may be clearly competitive for admission based on their academic records and their test scores, we are only able to admit a fraction of qualified students given the space we have available in our classes at NYU.  Please know that whether or not you requested financial aid or on-campus housing did not factor into our decision-making process.

Given the volume of applications we receive each year – roughly 42,000 – please understand that we do not have an appeal process of any kind and we cannot reconsider your application this year.  You can certainly re-apply for admission as a transfer candidate, should you matriculate elsewhere next fall, but we cannot reconsider your application until then and we cannot evaluate any new credentials or materials at this time.

Again, I am sorry for the disappointing news.  My experience shows that the vast majority of students who are delivered similar news – myself included, as I was not admitted to my own first choice university more than 20 years ago – go on to be highly successful in their chosen fields of study.

On behalf of the NYU community, I wish you only the best as you continue your education.

Sincerely,

Shawn L. Abbott, Ed.D.
Assistant Vice President for Admissions
 
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