..be grateful? Of what exactly my friend? The fact that I’ve worked harder in the past four years than the other 67% of applicants who don’t get in?  That even though I’m not in the top 10% of my graduating class I was accepted over those who are because I can write a hell of an admissions essay and because of glowing recommendations that teachers offered to write for me? Should I really be grateful that I worked my ass off and did everything “right” only to find out that since I do not come from a destitute family or a previously persecuted race, I can not afford to follow the dreams that I have earned?