Waiting Room Confessions #3

The word I've been using to describe this lately is "unbe-freakin-lievable!"
Some of you have heard already that I have indeed received The Letter from my most sought-after program and to my utter shock and disbelief I have been placed on the wait-list AGAIN!!!!
I just don't understand how it happened. I felt so confident. I'm a fantastic candidate for this program... and it's not just me and my mom that believe that. I'm trying to remind myself that this is not a rejection, and there is still a chance that I can be accepted. I also have a back up plan where I have applied to a few accelerated nursing programs in the area - so I'm sure I'll be in some sort of school this year. But still, I'm pretty devastated. The wait-list did end up being a rejection last year.
I haven't told anyone but my parents and my Beau until now. I needed a few days to cool off before I could take anyone offering their sympathies. I was so incredibly angry for the first day. I was treated to cheeseburgers, which admittedly helped some. Mmm cheeseburgers.

So we're back to waiting. Waiting to hear from the nursing programs, and waiting for someone "more qualified" (feh!) to decline their acceptance so that I can take my rightful place in the program of my dreams. I WILL catch babies!