I recently applied to law school and am now at about week 7 of a 4-6 week response period from when my applications were received. I've been in limbo regarding the trajectory of the next three years of my life and it's been driving me nuts.
I have even been known to recently utter the sentence "I can handle being rejected, I just want to KNOW."
That's a total lie.
Being rejected fucking sucks.
It doesn't matter if you want it just a little or a whole freaking lot, to have someone else decide that you're not good enough is always a punch in the gut and one that I haven't learned to weather well.
The current tally: 1 maybe, 3 no's, 3 dunno's
I always try to be the rejecter in an effort to save my own ego (yes, I know this is generally pretty sucky of me, but at least I admit it), so not having any power over this process is really getting to me.
Eff this ish.
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- Jen
- When I was 5 I starred as a precocious toe-head in a popular sitcom that lasted for three seasons and can still be seen in syndication on Pax TV. At the age of 8 I had a botched nosejob that couldn't be repaired until my features matured, effectively ruining what critics had hailed as the beginning of a promising career. Luckily, my financial manager took the bulk of my earnings from the show and invested in his high school best friend's risky upstart tech company known as Apple. Now that my hundreds of thousands are now millions I live on a large compound in the hills of Hollywood and breed shitz-a-poos for fun. While I spend most of my time petitioning the American Kennel Association to recognize my new breed I also enjoy the olive bar at Whole Foods, learning Spanish from my housekeeper Helga, and frivolous lawsuits. None of this is true, but if it was, I wouldn't have a blog.
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What are the "maybes" vs the "dunnos?" Is one category the waitlist?
I'm officially tagging you. Read my blog.
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