Hello there, lovely reader! Are you a Prospie? I hope you are, because I'm about to talk about Candidates' Weekend again. Although Dennis pretty much hit the nail on the head with his post, another perspective can't hurt, right? After all, it is that time of year, and if you are anything like I was, then you probably want to hear as much about CW as possible!
I distinctly remember the day I found out I'd been invited to Candidates' Weekend. There was much excited jumping and frantic running around my house, both of which sent my cat sprinting. I'd finally get to be a part of the Olin community I so loved, if only for a few days. Once my excitement subsided, I realized I had some serious mental preparation ahead of me. I had an interview coming up after all, along with some other mysterious activities that were going to be evaluated. I'd already made it this far, there was no way I was going to let myself blow it now! I mean, I'd only wanted to go to Olin since the first time I'd heard about it as a sophomore. Now that the opportunity was right in front of me, I couldn't just let it slip away.
Well, despite all of my "mental planning", everything that happened at Candidates' Weekend was totally spontaneous. I was so caught up in the whole experience that I couldn't help but go with the flow and just be myself. For me, that meant quietly taking in everything that was happening around me. I ate in the dining hall, listened to the incredible Conductorless Orchestra, watched the Fire Arts performance in complete awe, and even got to try out spinning some sock poi myself. I knew this school was great, and that I absolutely wanted to go here, but was I what they were looking for? All of the Olin students I saw seemed so active and outgoing. Would they think my personality was a match?
After making it abundantly clear that I was the quietest member of my Candidate group and earning some very interesting looks from my interviewers with my (admittedly strange) answers to their questions, I was sure that I'd blown my chances. I spent the next couple of months trying to get myself excited about other opportunities, fully anticipating a rejection. I'd done an okay job of coming to terms with things, too... until the UPS truck pulled up in front of my house (cue the aforementioned jumping and sprinting, only triple the intensity). Somewhere, somehow, I must have convinced someone that I was a good fit for Olin. If you've read Dennis's post, you'll know that that has nothing to do with fitting a particular mold.
The moral of this story: be yourself at Candidates' Weekend! Don't try to be whatever you think a "typical Olin student" might be, because that's not what it's about, and I honestly don't believe there is such a thing. If you're making flashcards for yourself or studying in any fashion, stop right now. Put everything down, relax, and get excited! It's going to be great, and you'll enjoy it so much more if you aren't busy worrying about things that are out of your control.
Some words of wisdom from what is probably the most-played song on campus right now...
See you soon, Candidates!