1 down, 3 to go
Mar. 4th, 2008 04:28 pmAlas, of the ten or so (I believe) students Vanderbilt accepted to its English doctoral program, I was not one of them.
...I can't say as that surprises me. In fact, had I not received a rejection e-mail, I might have fainted. And then fainted again once I revived. Ah, well, better luck with the rest of them!
(Also, 5-hour meeting OF DOOM today. My brain is officially fried. And part two is next month. Ugh...)
...I can't say as that surprises me. In fact, had I not received a rejection e-mail, I might have fainted. And then fainted again once I revived. Ah, well, better luck with the rest of them!
(Also, 5-hour meeting OF DOOM today. My brain is officially fried. And part two is next month. Ugh...)
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Date: 2008-03-06 03:13 am (UTC)Well, seriously--I figured grad schools were contractually-obligated to accept triple-majors with as many extra-curricular activities as you managed to pack into your four years.
Ahh, but now the hope-powder will be made into compost to fertilize future hopes. It's the circle of
rejectionlife.*waves hands at powder* Fertilize, fertilize! Bring forth acceptance letters!
"HE SAID HE'D COME BEFORE THE WEEK IS OUT." "But it's only Tuesday!"
Bwhahahaha.
*crosses fingers for you*