Rejection is never fun
So, yesterday was a Day of Rejection.
I got rejected by a job I was trying to get, and by the U of M, which is not going to take me on for my PhD. I was sad for a while, and then I called my friends and family and got some sympathy, drank a lot of wine, played Beatles music at loud volumes, and discovered "Autocomplete me" online, at which point I stopped being so sad and got over it.
But anyway, that's one university down and six left to go. I'm counting on at least three more rejections, which are never fun. I know for a fact that Cornell and Oxford are going to reject me (because seriously, if the U of M rejects me, those guys are definitely going to) but I'm not sure which others will.
Hmm... I should start a rejection countdown or something. Maybe later.
Anyway, the rejections have begun. It's always such a hit to ye olde self-esteem. But I've got my plan B (and plan C) in the works. If no grad schools take me, I'll just go get certified as a teacher and teach high school. That is acceptable to me. If I can't wrangle that, then I'm going back on the road. I'll go back to Asia or somewhere and teach English for a while, until I can come up with a new plan.
Anyway. One university down, six to go... although I'll probably have to wait a little while longer to get rejected by the others. They said March.
Also, it's my birthday tomorrow. I'll be 24. At least the rejections didn't come on my birthday. That would've sucked major ass.
I got rejected by a job I was trying to get, and by the U of M, which is not going to take me on for my PhD. I was sad for a while, and then I called my friends and family and got some sympathy, drank a lot of wine, played Beatles music at loud volumes, and discovered "Autocomplete me" online, at which point I stopped being so sad and got over it.
But anyway, that's one university down and six left to go. I'm counting on at least three more rejections, which are never fun. I know for a fact that Cornell and Oxford are going to reject me (because seriously, if the U of M rejects me, those guys are definitely going to) but I'm not sure which others will.
Hmm... I should start a rejection countdown or something. Maybe later.
Anyway, the rejections have begun. It's always such a hit to ye olde self-esteem. But I've got my plan B (and plan C) in the works. If no grad schools take me, I'll just go get certified as a teacher and teach high school. That is acceptable to me. If I can't wrangle that, then I'm going back on the road. I'll go back to Asia or somewhere and teach English for a while, until I can come up with a new plan.
Anyway. One university down, six to go... although I'll probably have to wait a little while longer to get rejected by the others. They said March.
Also, it's my birthday tomorrow. I'll be 24. At least the rejections didn't come on my birthday. That would've sucked major ass.