"Let me tell you a little story. When I was 17, I was wait-listed at my No. 1 school. Even though I was a legacy, and I had like a thousand extracurriculars — mostly drama, madrigals, barbershop club — I was wait-listed. Did I wait on that list? No, I did not. I busted into the admissions office, and I sang them all the reasons they should admit me to the school. And guess what? I. Got. In. And here's the kicker. That school? Cornell."