So I got my first rejection notice today. It wasn't a full-on rejection, but it realistically is as far as my circumstances are concerned: "We have filled our paid position, but if you can bring your own funding..."
Gah, it's not that I expect to just fall into whatever sweet gig I want, but I hate rejection. Hate hate hate.
And my first final is tomorrow. Joy to the world. No job, no bird, no money, not really on top of my school-shit, and no drinky-drink until finals are done? Fucking lame.
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