Sing Dammit, Sociologist

 So-

I just got an email from Way, Way Out West University, that read-

Dear Singdammit,

Your application for graduate study in the Sociology program majoring in Sociology, at the Way Way Out West University has been carefully reviewed. We regret to inform you that you have not been selected for admission.

A number of factors are considered in evaluating each applicant. Please be aware that Way Way Out West University receives a very large number of applications and many excellent candidates could not be offered admission. Unfortunately, we are only able to extend offers to a limited number of qualified applicants.

Thank you for your interest in the Way Way Out West University. An official letter has been posted on the application status page of your Way Way Out West University application at http://website for way west.edu. I wish you the best in all your endeavors.


Sincerely,

Dean of Graduate Studies
Office of Graduate Studies
Way Way Out West University

Now, having said that- why is it that even when you get rejected by someone you didn't really want, it still stings? I've been trying to figure out how to deal with rejection for awhile now- how not to take it personally. But it IS personal, demmit!

I guess the only options are at a) magically turn off all your emotions and completely submit your ego, or b) never submit anything that might be up for rejection. Neither sounds interesting.

Well, so far I've got one flat out NO, and one, hey, you're looking aiight to us. Seven more to go (I killed one app of the 10, so I'm in the running for nine eight schools.

Party People... (all three of you);

I am having a fantabulous day. I have had a shitty 2008, but today, today is fantabulous.

Grad school will probably ACTUALLY (to those who knew him, give praise to Big T) happen.

I'm at work, having a better than normal day because my boss is unexpectedly ill, and my class (and a test) were cancelled (class was cancelled; the test just postponed). I check my email and see that Out West University has invited me to their Prospective Graduate Student Weekend. This is important, because when a university, any university, invites you to fly out on their dime, they are considering you. More importantly for me, they don't think you suck.

This is amazing- first, because the apps were mostly due at the beginning of January, and I have been a nervous wreck trying to wait patiently for a decision from the admissions committee. Now I have hope, and a trip to look forward to. Because if Out West University is willing to fly me out, the other nine schools can't think I'm pond scum, and even if they do, guess what- one school doesn't, and all it takes is one.

This is better than online dating...or online looking, more accurately, which I am also trying right now. With much less enthusiasm than pursuing my Ph.D., but- a girl's gotta have priorities.

I am loving life, and can't wait to go to out West and see what I can see. To quote- "You people really like me!"

And btw, thanks, shitty 2008. that made today seem so much sweeter.