Well, FUCK!
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kenjariThe last letter came today from Peabody Conservatory. Fuck, no grad school for me this year. They rejected me too, those fuckers. Why do these schools think it's acceptable to address applicants they've rejected by their *first* names in the salutation? Both Northwestern and Peabody began their letters with "Dear Carol". Look, I'm turning thirty this year and I've already got a masters degree, so that's MS. Lubkowski, if you please. This is not the time for false chumminess. It does not make me feel any better.
Speaking of which, Peabody gets the prize for dumbest and most infuriating thing said in a rejection letter: "This has been an opportunity for you to present your musical skills to some of the finest musicians at a major conservatory. We hope you found the experience useful and that the effort was justified." I shit you not. It says that. Of course I don't feel the effort was justified. The school just rejected me and they expect me to feel that my efforts were justified?! Since when is a rejection letter a justification of my efforts? Are they fucking stupid? Do they lack a proper grasp of reality?
I'm so frustrated. I don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to do now. The common advice for this is to take more lessons and more classes, but I just spent three years doing that, the last two of which culminated in a degree. It's not that I'd mind taking more composition lessons, either with Dr. Bell or another teacher. In all honesty, I'd enjoy it. I just feel like, well, like I've already done an awful lot of that, and yet I haven't gotten into a PhD program even with all of it. I guess I'll just have to try to get some more information about why these places rejected me, and turn to Dr. Bell for more advice. He's always been very supportive of me, so I'm sure he'll have something encouraging and useful to say. Those schools better give me answers, and they better be good. Cause they'll be seing me again next year.
Fuck.
Speaking of which, Peabody gets the prize for dumbest and most infuriating thing said in a rejection letter: "This has been an opportunity for you to present your musical skills to some of the finest musicians at a major conservatory. We hope you found the experience useful and that the effort was justified." I shit you not. It says that. Of course I don't feel the effort was justified. The school just rejected me and they expect me to feel that my efforts were justified?! Since when is a rejection letter a justification of my efforts? Are they fucking stupid? Do they lack a proper grasp of reality?
I'm so frustrated. I don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to do now. The common advice for this is to take more lessons and more classes, but I just spent three years doing that, the last two of which culminated in a degree. It's not that I'd mind taking more composition lessons, either with Dr. Bell or another teacher. In all honesty, I'd enjoy it. I just feel like, well, like I've already done an awful lot of that, and yet I haven't gotten into a PhD program even with all of it. I guess I'll just have to try to get some more information about why these places rejected me, and turn to Dr. Bell for more advice. He's always been very supportive of me, so I'm sure he'll have something encouraging and useful to say. Those schools better give me answers, and they better be good. Cause they'll be seing me again next year.
Fuck.
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Date: 2004-04-05 11:01 am (UTC)Yeah . . . I can see what they were trying to get at and I can see how incompetently they tried. That's pretty damn weak.
Sorry about all the bad news, man.