Ironic disappointment

Of the many rejection letters that I received (mostly from architectural firms) , I can't seem to understand why this one non-architecture rejection email pinched my nerves a little. I have applied to a little more than 150 architecture firms to date and don't even blink at the not so positive replies anymore, so why am I baffled by that one little email? I guess... because it was a position that came relatively easy to me, I subconsciously expected to bag it. 

But now that I think about it, the easier the position, the tougher the competition.

 I curse you, overconfidence!

Note to self: Hoping is considered a destructive act and it is no longer allowed in the job hunt.

Ah well, c'est la vie.

Perhaps it is a blessing in disguise after all, as the job requires me to declare and file my own taxes:

 something I am still unfamiliar with and need to read up on,
and things like these can be difficult for someone as business-illiterate as me. 

Perhaps there is something better in store for me in the near future.

All it takes is a little perseverance and good timing. 

I always believe that for one party pooper of the day, there are always 10 good things counteracting it so on the bright side of things:

1. I have gone 25 days without Doritos and no longer crave them 

(this is the girl who had a whole bag to herself every other day in the week) 

2. My experimental wat tan hor was unexpectedly successful and neither of us got poisoned

3. It was sunny today and I probably got a half-face tan from my table :)

4. I replied all messages, emails and whatnots and did paperwork that I have been putting off

5. My sleeping pattern is finally regulating itself and I'm awake even before my alarm sets off, so my day starts off with a feel-good vibe as opposed to a "@#@$ I just wasted half a day" feeling. 

6. To pursue the HO to speed up my half-a-year-delayed visa I would be charged 300 pounds by a solicitor, but the angel of a uni advisor offered to write to them on my behalf...for free!

7. I have a prospective job trial soon and an interview in early April as back up if I'm still rolling around on my carpet by then. (Will not put hopes on those but it's good to know opportunities are still rolling in.)

8. I am only 50 applications short of reaching my targeted 200(!!) to put me in a higher probability of getting something/where...

9. I've been offered a place for my Part 2, so that's one thing less to worry about.

10. I am living, breathing, and in good health and while I have more hair on my carpet than on my head, I still have all my limbs attached to me.

There. Feel much better already :)