Rejection

So yeah. No studio for me. Whatever. I can deal.
As much as I'd love to whine and complain about how I really wanted to get in, sob about how I'm so disappointed, and mope about how I guess my art skills aren't as good as I thought they were, I won't. I can't.
As I'm sure you all know, rejection hurts. It makes you reevaluate your skills, your talent, and your life. It makes you upset that you will be left alone to watch all your friends go while you sit out and watch them because they're all better than you. It makes you hate them, just a little, even though you know how RIDICULOUS that thought is because they deserve it and you should be happy for them, even though you can't help but feel jealous as they post their well-deserved happiness all over their facebook walls.
But I'm not here to cry and bitch and whine about how much my life sucks and how I hate my life, because I know this isn't the end of the world. I can be resilient and move on from this setback. I can take this lesson and learn from it. I can make it a goal to improve myself and my art. I can bounce back and get better and move forward. And best of all, I can take every single art class and later do seminar, which I will love.
Yes, I am disappointed and upset, but that will pass, and eventually I will come out of my rejection with all the positives in mind, and move towards becoming the best artist I can be.