After all the excitement and build up yesterday I checked my e-mail this morning to find a rejection from Arizona State University. What? This boggles my mind on so many levels.
Level 1: I have never been rejected from a university. For God's sake, I was accepted to the Anna Freud Centre, which is far more prestigious than ASU. Sorry, I'm just being a little bitter.
Level 2: Aren't we in a recession? Shouldn't these schools be accepting anyone that breathes and has a checkbook? I guess not. ASU has been hit really hard this year, and as my kind friend, Heather, said, "It's a bad year for anyone to get into ASU. You might have a very different outcome in a different year." This does make me feel somewhat better, but still...
Level 3: A rejection e-mail? How rude! What happened to a nice rejection letter? At least then you still have a little hope and don't feel like you're being slapped in the face. I mean, come on, the subject was "ASU deny letter". Damn, just because you have to make budget cuts doesn't mean you have to be rude.
Level 4: This isn't so much mind boggling as it is the reality check portion of today's event: I now have no choice but to move out of Phoenix. I can't put off doing my masters for another year. I have to get on with my life and ASU was my last reason to stay in Phoenix. Now all my eggs are in a Portland basket. Good thing there's no pressure or anything.
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