The First Cut Is The Deepest?

I know, I KNOW, but that song just resonates with my fresh-out-of-college (okay, 4 months is not that fresh) soul. I want to talk to you about rejection letters. Whether it is a rejection letter from your first-choice university, that cute boy that you told to check either "yes" or "no" if he liked your hair in the 3rd grade, or the part-time job you had to apply to in order to gain "work experience", it still HURTS. Shit just got real. But, you know what? All you can do is sit back, wait some more, and laugh at the circumstances surrounding your life. You know the a) being $20,000+ in debt b) making do with an architectural degree from an uncredited program or c) knowing close to nothing about real life matters--you have to take it all in stride. Be patient. Have hope. Keep your faith. And humor us a little. Without laughter in your unemployed post-grad life, it all can be daunting. And what do you have? Nothing but these rejection letters.

A more recent, most likely automated one:

And one of the earlier ones, which do come with a more "personal" tone in baby blue writing:

So, don't you throw those rejection letters away (I wished I had kept all of my college ones)! Just think of it this way: at least you're hearing back. You kind of maybe just a little exist on their radar. You kind of maybe just a little are THAT important.