“There’s nothing like rejection to make you do an inventory of yourself.”
- James Lee Burke
So I didn’t get the job. I went through the rigorous interview process, put my heart into it and said my prayers of gratitude for the opportunity. But, I was rejected. I probably should just end this post right here but I won’t…because just as life does, you gotta keep on going. If my mom were here she would say something to the tune of “next time you’ll get them!” Although I know it doesn’t serve a purpose, I am upset about it and I am dwelling. What should I do now?
Perhaps it wasn’t meant to be. There is so much in life that can be reasoned with that one sentence. Even if I don’t know what is meant for me, somehow, that expression makes me feel better.
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2 comments:
aw baby... I'm sorry to hear it didn't work out. But, like I've said before, you're meant for much more than teaching a bunch of spoiled little foreign rich kids.
You have so much heart and I hate to see you pour it out into an empty-minded classroom.
We'll have to get together and drink away your sorrows soon.
Thanks pixelblink...
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