Failure

Sports stars and perfectionists around the world believe in five simple words: Failure Is Not An Option.

I am no such perfectionist. As I've come to realize that I, in fact, am not perfect, despite my stellar sense of humor and annoying organizational habits, I not the Supergirl I once thought I was. Yes, I may have the blonde hair and amazing blue eyes, but the cape hasn't fit me since I was about five and I can't fly.

This all came up because I didn't get accepted to the one grad. school I applied to. I was determined to attend Oregon. It wasn't too far away, had a liberal community in which I could settle, and it had a good reputation.

And now I am lost. It's happened before. What should I do next? My plans are so wide open that I might as well flip a coin or put all the options in a hat and draw.

I'm okay. I figure it'll all work out. I may not be cut out for a master's degree yet but my life is still sure to be interesting.