There’s nothing quite like the feeling you get when—after all the blood, sweat, and tears you put into your application—you click on your decision letter only to read, “Thanks, but no thanks.” Put simply, it’s pretty awful.
When I got my first rejection letter, I had just arrived at Penn Station in NYC on a business trip. I reloaded the letter a couple of times on my computer, just to make sure, and then I walked to Sephora and bought myself some way-too-expensive nail polish.
Marvin E. Smith 