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This layout was made for Imperfect Life - Rejection challenge and is about how being not accepted to University changed the direction my life took.

The journaling says:
For a long time my life was nearly perfect. I had great friends. I did well at school. I had amazing parents who not only provided rock solid family background but also supported my childhood dreams, especially my dream of becoming a writer. We weren’t rich; as a matter of fact there were times we were kind of struggling… but my parents always managed to save money to pay for my rather expensive writing class. And it paid off. I started to write short stories when I was 8, then few years later I decided to give a newspaper article a try… and bingo, it got published. I was only 12 at that time.

Even though I continued writing fiction my focus shifted to newspapers. When I was 16 I got accepted to High School of my choice and was working for regional papers part time. Naturally I expected to finish High School and continue at the University studying journalism. I graduated with honors and confidently applied for admission to the University. Then the hit came. They only opened 15 spots that year and more than 3000 students applied.

I was not accepted. I remember very clearly how the rejection hurt. It was the very first time things did not go my way and I had no clue how to deal with it. It took me couple of weeks to put myself together and start figuring out what my options were. I could apply for Admission for a different field – I did not like that at all, plus I have had no idea what other major I would choose. I graduated from High School majoring in Accounting and even though this is what I do for living now, at that time it was the last thing I wanted to study in more depth. I could start a job and apply again the following year – just to risk I won’t make it again. Gosh, it was a painful time.

Then one day I was hiking in the mountains with few friends. Shortly after we sat down for lunch an elderly man ascended on the same trail. He stopped to say hi and soon we found ourselves in a lively conversation about mountain, hiking, and live… it was incredible how many wonderful stories this old man had to share. And that was when it hit me… the University I wanted to apply for would not make me a better writer. Yes, I would learn about different styles, and get connections perhaps, but there’s no other school that gives you better inspiration than a school of life.

So I packed few things and started a long journey to experience life and discover myself as a writer. I visited many beautiful places, met many wonderful people, created many lasting friendships. And just because I eventually got married and settled down does not mean that my journey is over. Contrary to that even after all the 10 years I still feel like I’m just in the beginning….


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