The Waiting Game.

This is it, probably the hardest part of applying for anything. The waiting. About 6 weeks of pure paranoia that I wont make it to the next stage. My palms start getting sweaty whenever UWC is brought up. I know I’ve made it to the third part of the process, now I’m jut waiting to figure out if I have made it to the interview process or not. Many, man students applied from all over the World this year; India, Guatemala, Canada, Afghanistan, Columbia, Peru, Bosnia, etc. Less than 2000 people will get accepted and have the opportunity to go to a UWC within their lifetime. 50 kids can go to Pearson College this year, but since I live so close I can’t. Less than 10 kids from Canada will have the chance to go to a. International UWC this year. My chance of getting is pretty slim this year, but still I keep faith. I know that if I am not accepted, it will be hard. It will hurt my pride, myself and my friends and family that have been supporting me through this whole experience. It will take sometime, maybe a month, maybe a year even to get over it, but I know that there will be other opportunities. I don’t have to go to UWC, if they don’t want me then I will have to learn to accept that fact, but instead of thinking less of myself, I will do that much better and make them wish I had been accepted. I would love to be a part of UWC and have that help me make a difference, but the truth is that I will be the difference I wish to see with or without United World Colleges.
QOTB: “Be true to yourself. If you cannot put your full heart into it, take yourself out of it.” –Rachel H