On Monday, May 22, we will admit another round of students from our wait list. By Monday evening, we will have admitted a total of 925 students from our wait list.
Included in those offers of admission will be students awarded one of the 70 spaces we have in our new Spring Admission program. These students will arrive in January for the Spring semester. They will stay with us for the Summer term to ensure they are on track to graduate with the Class of 2021.
Did you use your high school email address on the Common Application? Have you already lost access or are you about to lose access to that account?
Every year applicants, admitted students, and wait listed students miss out on critical information because they lose access to the school email address they used on the Common Application before the admissions process concludes. Students miss deadline reminders and opportunities while we’re singing the email bounce back blues in the office.
Now that May 1 has passed, it appears that while we met our enrollment goal for the Class of 2021, we do have some capacity to accommodate additional offers of admission, with the understanding that not every student who has confirmed their intent to enroll thus far will actually join us this fall.
As a result, we will move forward with extending roughly 325 new offers of admission sometime on or after May 10. Students offered admission (and financial aid if applicable) will have 72 hours to respond to their offer of admission.
This one goes out to all my fellow high school overachievers! I see you, doing all the extra credit and joining another club even though you’re already the President of three. I get it. In high school I was honestly a member of ten or so different clubs. Why did I do it? Data inconclusive. I will say that I was genuinely interested in all of my high school extracurriculars. But to be totally honest, my recollection of my time in most of them is vague.
Accurate representation of me in high school, tbh.
When I’m asked what my favorite things about NYU and New York City are, what I couldn’t imagine my experience without, what stands out to me… it’s not always the big events or huge moments. More often, it’s the little things. What do I mean? I present: three little stories about little things I love…
During my three years at NYU, I have kept myself extremely busy: I’ve taken 18 units every semester and held internships and on-campus jobs since freshman year. I’ve also spent the past seven months as an RA, on top of the two jobs I already have. As you can see, I don’t have a lot of time for breaks. So to insure that I stay sane, here are some of the things I do to destress and keep myself going:
So. You’ve written the essays, taken the SATs, and sent off all your applications. You’ve waited (and waited, and waited, and waited) around for those dreaded admissions letters. And finally, the day came–you’re admitted to NYU!
Now what?! Looking back, it may seem like sending in all those applications was the easy part. But the tough part is now–making your decision on where to go to college.
I’m here to help you out. I’ve compiled this list of some characteristics that might help you realize you’re meant to be a Violet.
I was the girl who got a chemistry set when she was 10, and spent weeks viewing dirt samples under a microscope and counting constellations. The girl who got 1st place at the fifth grade science fair because she spent hours recording pulse rates after different activities. To put it bluntly, I’ve loved science since I was a child.
They say it’s a man’s world… but oh boy, are the tides changing. Maybe you were like me and your love grew throughout your childhood. Maybe you’ve recently grown to like scientific theory in high school. Either way, here are 4 reasons to become a woman in STEM:
On December 13th, 2013, I received my offer of admission to NYU–and I knew that my life would never be the same. While the classes I have taken, the clubs I am active in, and the all-nighters I have pulled are an integral part of my NYU experience, the service community at NYU has had the biggest impact on me.
I dreamt of going to NYU since I was a sophomore in high school and went on my first tour. My room was plastered with photos and words cut from admissions brochures–I went to bed every night under a map of campus, the place I knew I’d end up one day.
Fast forward to move-in day, the most exciting-and-simultaneously-nerve-wracking day of my life. That night, the Inter-Residence Hall Council put on an event, as they do every year, called “Bed Bath & Beyond After Dark,” in which shuttles picked up us NYU freshmen from campus and took us to get some shopping done for our new residence hall rooms, along with music and free NYU swag. I was excited to kick off Welcome Week by attending this event, and when my mom asked me if she should come with, I almost shuddered. How embarrassing, I thought, to bring your mommy to the first college event there is! I left for Bed Bath & Beyond alone, ready to embark on my first “independent college kid” adventure.
The choice to leave my mom behind that night became, as I see it now, one of the worst choices I made my first semester of college. The event was loud, crowded, and all-around overwhelming, and I, a generally anxious person, was not at all prepared. I didn’t even know where to start–I’d never lived alone before! What did I know about setting up my room?! Do I get twin sized bedding or “extra-long” twin? What the heck is the difference? Is $20 a lot for a pillow? Beats me! There were hundreds of new students running around the store, carts piled high, and I’d been wandering for about a half an hour without making one decision. How did people have friends already? Should I have come with my roommates? Worst thing of all–I saw lots and lots of people with their moms. Why did I tell her to stay home? What was I thinking?
I quickly walked into the bathroom, locked the door, and called my mom in tears. “I wish you’d come with me,” I said quietly, “I just want to go home.”
I tell you this story not to scare you, or to recommend that you skip Bed Bath & Beyond After Dark, which is an awesome program at which everyone but me apparently had fun (something I’ve learned since telling this story to about everyone I know). I tell you this story to let you know how it worked out in the end–a week later, I had made several friends (many of whom are still my best friends to this day!), gotten close with my roommates, gone to many other wonderful Welcome Week events, set up my room, and was completely ready to start classes. Compare that to when I left that event: horrified, thoughts swirling through my sad, traumatized head–what if NYU wasn’t what I wanted after all? What if I couldn’t handle it? What if I should have stayed home in California?! Looking back, it’s ridiculous I could have even had those thoughts, and I feel quite embarrassed to have been so scared that night.
But leaving for college is a scary thing, there’s no denying it. For the most part, though, we focus on the amazing things about it, because overall, it really is just that–amazing. I’m here to say that despite how we all act, it’s so, so okay to be scared. I was, I promise. We all were, at some point. You have to remember, though, that no matter what, you’re coming to NYU for a reason. You chose this school because you know it’s where you belong, and even at those times when you’re nervous and questioning everything–think back to this story, and say to yourself, “Hey, at least I’m not calling my mom crying in a Bed Bath & Beyond bathroom stall like a sucker.” Or, if you do end up doing the same thing, I hope you feel some sort of solace in knowing you’re not the only one. You’re really, really not–I promise. If it does happen, know that there will come a time that you look back and laugh at every single doubt you ever had about NYU. And if you don’t, well…your mom sure will. You did call her, after all.