Oh good heavens, Liz. This is awful!!!!!

I can remember the days where I waited, patiently (or maybe unpatiently) for my acceptance to Clemson. I was at work at the local Walgreen's, one night, when my dad walked in with my orange striped letter.......so much better than a darned email, to start with. I can't imagine getting that notice, then having them say its not true. How horrible!!!!!

Logan