*sigh* My rejection letter from Berkeley was waiting for me when I got home. I kept saying that I wasn't really expecting to get in, but that was just an attempt to verbally keep my hopes from getting too high. I was definitely still entertaining fantasies of being admitted. At least it came on the heels of such a fantastic trip, so I really can't be all that upset...yet oddly feel like keeping the letter...why would I want to do that?