Good evening all!
I survived the trip back from the land of the north. When we arrived in Nebraska it was 93 degrees outside. What a splendid treasure of a day!
The drive back was exceptional. My car was listening to Tina Fey‘s audio book “Bossypants.” I had read her hilarious book before, but this was the first time I had discovered the audiobook format. Fey read it herself, which I found much funnier than the book. She did impressions of the people she was talking about such as Alec Baldwin, Kenneth the Page, and stereotypical New Yorkers at a nail salon. This only reiterated my burning desire to be as funny as her. She mixes the perfect amounts of self-deprication, funny terminology and comedic situations. It also doesn’t hurt that she throws some feminism “girl-power” stuff in her magical mix of humor.
But enough about Tina Fey. Today I was faced with a deep decision- should I attempt to go vegan or not? Then I got the letter. **Note: the decision is still being contemplated. And no, I am not slowly turning into the ultra-liberal, hippy daughter like my father fears.**
This was no ordinary letter. It was a rejection letter. More specifically, a rejection letter from a scholarship I applied for. I would like to note that I am not upset with the fact that I did not receive the scholarship. Rather, I just would like to reiterate that being rejected sucks.
Rejection is an unfortunate part of life. Who hasn’t been turned down? Some common examples of rejection in life:
- Having an animal refuse to like you. (See evil cats in my previous post.)
- Having one’s plans for a Saturday deemed ‘lame.’ I would like to state that museums are NOT lame. They are cool. COOL, I tell you!
- Being rejected by a crush/significant other/imaginary boyfriend.
- Not being cast in the lead role
- Not being cast at all
- Casts and broken bones (gravity’s way of rejecting your bones’ smug sense of infallibility.)
- When the classes you need to take are all filled
- Not getting a scholarship
- When the shuttle is full and one must walk to class in the morning snow
- When none of your friends want to apply for “The Amazing Race” with you
- When your friends offer to drive places because they don’t appreciate your awesome and eclectic tastes in music.