morgueville,heartland living.

The rejection was like a tight slap on the face.

I'm sorry. You're not good enough.

And it hurts. How can I even dare to contemplate somewhere further? Perhaps it's bad karma for laughing relentlessly at the rejected ones on idol reality shows.

I walked into the house, with my mum and sister giving me The-Aww-Are-You-Goin'-To-Be-Oh-Kay-?-Look. I already had a bad feeling about this. And there it was, sitting by the table. Opened up. I hated the way they said my application was considered to its fullest extent. Ohmygod I am eternally grateful for that. Mum asked if I am considering La Selle or NAFA and I almost said New York. Her expression could have been priceless. Of course I said I'm not sure yet. Then my face felt warm and I actually felt like crying.

It was like waking up from a daydream.