I fail at life.
Got my fifth and final rejection letter today. I know none of this is personal, but it still stings. I spent the evening at M's cuddling and eating junk food (he wrote me another adorable song omgyay!), so I feel better, but this SUCKS SO HARD. Now I have to find an apartment and a job and do the whole damn application process over again and I hate it. I know logically that everything happens for a reason and that a year break from school will probably save me from burning out and I'll get to be with M longer. Also, several friends got rejected from everywhere too so it's not like I"m just an idiot. All that said, I'm still really sad.