The one word in my life is “no” only because I can never say it. Call me weak, but I have never been able to say that two letter word. I am overworked because that word does not xist in my personal vocabulary.
ahhhh rejecion. im over it! ive already written about it about 11 times! i hate rejecti. okay! uglyeople go through it. sorry ugly people. no offense. just love for you. really. mean people never go through rejection. why? because they dont care. only those who care see it as rejection. man, we’re losers. this is a very sad post. is it 60 seconds yet? im waiting for th ding. why is this skipping words? im typing too fast. thats it.
rejection again, huh? what is this trying to tell me? is karma giving me a hint. that i should just get used to this word. man, i hope not. i’d feel pretty frein sad if i had to SUFFEER from rejection my whole entire life. ah, i wont. im a pretty confident chick. positive thinking, positive outcome, right? right. gotta remain positive. like, brady bunch positive. not jan brady positive though. cuz she wasnt .
I have been rejected many times in my life, by schools, dudes, friends and sometimes even family. But being rejected by that many people, makes you really truly find out who you are for yourself and helps you to learn to never really give a shit what people think about you. It ends up giving you more confidence in the long run, for me at least.
reject me and hit me and call me names and hate me and all that i am and make me into something im not and tell me, beg me to do something other than what i am.
reject me.
but i will not reject myself. even if the hate never stops flooding toward me.
The fear of rejection is in me. I feel like..To get rejected, is someone judging you by your character. It could be physical, or it could be all personal, but you never really do know. Rejection is a scary thing, but you shouldn’t be too scared because it’s just people’s opinions.
it’s one minute until midnight and she was finished. every person, every star, every wish, every dream went running away to nowhere and she could never get them back. she was alone in this god-forbidden world and no one will ever listen to the words she will utter in her thin, fragile mouth.
Although I am given a word to talk about, I am much more inclined to stare at the slow moving purple line at the bottom of the screen as it passes just under the grey gateways which then shut. It is a very distracting display.
i feel rejection everyday. he rejected me; i don’t even want to recall how many guys have rejected me. the pain is terribly excruciating. how do you accept that everyone will hurt you? it’s not fair, and it’s such a crazy thought. i don’t want to be alone forever. i just want to open up without falling apart… again.
She is rejecting me because she THINKS I’m judging her about her alcoholism. She always thinks people are judging her, and then she withdraws. She isn’t open to making friends with the newest roommate because she thinks they are also judging her.
I had prepared for this my whole life. All this time I lived under the assumption that I would be able to handle rejection. Who knows, I thought to myself. Maybe I’ll even get some constructive criticism.
this is probably the most painful thing anyone could ever experience. However, we must not dwell on what the “rejectee” feels, like what we always do. We must also acknowledge the difficulty of rejecting someone, what the rejector feels.
Rejection is something that will happen to everyone in this lifetime. The way you take it, is up to you. You can understand that it happens to everyone and just let it go or you can take it harshly and let it stop you from taking the first leap. The choice is yours.
rejection is like growing up. you become old and suddenly things just aren’t the same. the world you used to know rejects you; the things you once loved just don’t love you any more. christmas is no longer for you, you can’t play on the playground. no one wants you to wear pigtails any more, or sing for no reason. you’re rejected.
i wake up each day and i wish i could have been the girl for him. but i was stupid back then, pushy and irrelevant to the people i surrounded myself with. they were nice though, putting up with my antics and sounds; it must have been quite the show. i just wish i could wake up one day and not cringe at the thought of how i was, of how the past turned out to be. it makes me want to kill myself so i don’t have to live through day terrors of scowls and him saying good riddance on the other end of the phone. it always reverts back to him, and until i can either fight this or come to some form of closure with the bastard, i will eventually come to an end, and then the future will look a hell of a lot worse than the past.
rejection occurs when someone is deliberately made an outsider because of something they’ve done in the past. it happens a lot, particularly amongst school children. when you are playing a game and you don’t play exactly right, or you have different rules, you are usually rejected. this also occurs when you have different clothes or a different way of acting that is not necessarily ‘cool’ i think many people have been scarred from this form of rejection.
Ah. This makes me think of unfulfilled wishes, of the breaking of hearts. Of that icy cold feeling that makes your insides turn cold with the realization that no, you are not the one.
rejection is the worst possible concept. No one wants to be rejected. Everyone wants to feel acceptance, accepted. For who they are, what they do, how they think and for everything they are. I feel that this is at the core of every problem. Poverty? the rich reject the poor. War? Ideas that conflict with other ideas are rejected. Sadness? rejection.
It’s not hard to accept life.
There was a great song in a movie with Fay Dunaway. The song was sung in the 40’s style and I’ll never forget these lyrics. “I was born to reject, rejection”. That says it all really.
the letter that get’s me one step closer to accepted
i run off another and alter it a bit.
the fun part of rejection is that i get closer and closer with each rejection. and when i wake up. i get to try again.
Tell me about rejection! Isn’t that the worst feeling? Makes you wonder why you would trust anyone with your feelings again. Some people just can’t be trusted.
Rejection is pain. Rejection is something that hurts. I build walls to protect me from rejection. This world is just too unpredictable. I find a few good things and stick with it. Depth not width. Quality not quantity. Too many fucking shitheads in this world today anyways.
i dont fear rejection. it realy doesnt matter. there is no problem with people saying no. i just let it role. if i want someone and they dont want me im fine with it.
sucks. Painfull, sorrow. Rejection makes you feel unwanted or unnecessarry. Rejection is unnacceptable. Rejection is what happens when you give up when you accept defeat. Its not going to happen to me.
For the first time, I faced rejection. I was beautiful all my life. Respected. Honored. But, they didn’t want me. My work was average. My look minimal. How could it turn out like this? Oh fear.
it did not, as expected, sting. it was far worse. it slapped him in the face. it was as if he had laid every single detail, fact, and dream of his short lived existence and had been denied. he looked once more at the rejection letter from harvard.
I refuse to fight for our friendship anymore. Evidently its importance is no more. I think it’s your turn now. Until then (I would guess, never). Cheers.
How it feels to lose a love. How it feels to try to keep contact with a long distance love yet it is unreturned. Rejection is the utmost scariest thing i have ever felt. and the thing i am most afraid of in this world over anything else.
Pain. Scared. Awfully scared. What if I step out of my comfort zone and he doesn’t like me? Do I even have a comfort zone to step out of? Loss. Imisspeople.
Thomas sidled over to the hot redhead at the end of the bar, intent on finding the most dramatic rejection of his bar-hopping career. Jake, his wing man watched from a table by the dart boards. Thomas asked her if he could buy her a drink. She said “OK,” and so he spit in a shot glass and handed it to her. Thomas’ smile fell when she downed the shot, and said with a wink, “would you like to come to my place for … coffee?”
The one word in my life is “no” only because I can never say it. Call me weak, but I have never been able to say that two letter word. I am overworked because that word does not xist in my personal vocabulary.
ahhhh rejecion. im over it! ive already written about it about 11 times! i hate rejecti. okay! uglyeople go through it. sorry ugly people. no offense. just love for you. really. mean people never go through rejection. why? because they dont care. only those who care see it as rejection. man, we’re losers. this is a very sad post. is it 60 seconds yet? im waiting for th ding. why is this skipping words? im typing too fast. thats it.
rejection again, huh? what is this trying to tell me? is karma giving me a hint. that i should just get used to this word. man, i hope not. i’d feel pretty frein sad if i had to SUFFEER from rejection my whole entire life. ah, i wont. im a pretty confident chick. positive thinking, positive outcome, right? right. gotta remain positive. like, brady bunch positive. not jan brady positive though. cuz she wasnt .
I have been rejected many times in my life, by schools, dudes, friends and sometimes even family. But being rejected by that many people, makes you really truly find out who you are for yourself and helps you to learn to never really give a shit what people think about you. It ends up giving you more confidence in the long run, for me at least.
reject me and hit me and call me names and hate me and all that i am and make me into something im not and tell me, beg me to do something other than what i am.
reject me.
but i will not reject myself. even if the hate never stops flooding toward me.
The fear of rejection is in me. I feel like..To get rejected, is someone judging you by your character. It could be physical, or it could be all personal, but you never really do know. Rejection is a scary thing, but you shouldn’t be too scared because it’s just people’s opinions.
He was the hero
He was suppose to save us all
He was to bring peace to this world
If he was so mighty,
As the legends predict him to be
Then why had he not received the power?
it’s one minute until midnight and she was finished. every person, every star, every wish, every dream went running away to nowhere and she could never get them back. she was alone in this god-forbidden world and no one will ever listen to the words she will utter in her thin, fragile mouth.
Although I am given a word to talk about, I am much more inclined to stare at the slow moving purple line at the bottom of the screen as it passes just under the grey gateways which then shut. It is a very distracting display.
i feel rejection everyday. he rejected me; i don’t even want to recall how many guys have rejected me. the pain is terribly excruciating. how do you accept that everyone will hurt you? it’s not fair, and it’s such a crazy thought. i don’t want to be alone forever. i just want to open up without falling apart… again.
She is rejecting me because she THINKS I’m judging her about her alcoholism. She always thinks people are judging her, and then she withdraws. She isn’t open to making friends with the newest roommate because she thinks they are also judging her.
Arg!
1rejection = Recollection Effervesense (fountain of knowledge balancing a beach ball) Juxtaposition Enumeration Concatinates Inferences Operating Nuptuals
once she rejected the limitations imposed on her, she felt much better.
I had prepared for this my whole life. All this time I lived under the assumption that I would be able to handle rejection. Who knows, I thought to myself. Maybe I’ll even get some constructive criticism.
It hurts so bad to be rejected, I now thought.
this is probably the most painful thing anyone could ever experience. However, we must not dwell on what the “rejectee” feels, like what we always do. We must also acknowledge the difficulty of rejecting someone, what the rejector feels.
Rejection is something that will happen to everyone in this lifetime. The way you take it, is up to you. You can understand that it happens to everyone and just let it go or you can take it harshly and let it stop you from taking the first leap. The choice is yours.
rejection is like growing up. you become old and suddenly things just aren’t the same. the world you used to know rejects you; the things you once loved just don’t love you any more. christmas is no longer for you, you can’t play on the playground. no one wants you to wear pigtails any more, or sing for no reason. you’re rejected.
No.
… done this one. 3 times.
i wake up each day and i wish i could have been the girl for him. but i was stupid back then, pushy and irrelevant to the people i surrounded myself with. they were nice though, putting up with my antics and sounds; it must have been quite the show. i just wish i could wake up one day and not cringe at the thought of how i was, of how the past turned out to be. it makes me want to kill myself so i don’t have to live through day terrors of scowls and him saying good riddance on the other end of the phone. it always reverts back to him, and until i can either fight this or come to some form of closure with the bastard, i will eventually come to an end, and then the future will look a hell of a lot worse than the past.
when its time to let go, don’t worry, you’ll see the post it.
rejection occurs when someone is deliberately made an outsider because of something they’ve done in the past. it happens a lot, particularly amongst school children. when you are playing a game and you don’t play exactly right, or you have different rules, you are usually rejected. this also occurs when you have different clothes or a different way of acting that is not necessarily ‘cool’ i think many people have been scarred from this form of rejection.
Ah. This makes me think of unfulfilled wishes, of the breaking of hearts. Of that icy cold feeling that makes your insides turn cold with the realization that no, you are not the one.
rejection is the worst possible concept. No one wants to be rejected. Everyone wants to feel acceptance, accepted. For who they are, what they do, how they think and for everything they are. I feel that this is at the core of every problem. Poverty? the rich reject the poor. War? Ideas that conflict with other ideas are rejected. Sadness? rejection.
It’s not hard to accept life.
I just can’t. I’m too scared. Ok, I’ll try.
No, I can’t, really.
This is hard! You might not like it! I can’t.
Ok, ok.
Whoo, ok, he
There was a great song in a movie with Fay Dunaway. The song was sung in the 40’s style and I’ll never forget these lyrics. “I was born to reject, rejection”. That says it all really.
the letter that get’s me one step closer to accepted
i run off another and alter it a bit.
the fun part of rejection is that i get closer and closer with each rejection. and when i wake up. i get to try again.
Tell me about rejection! Isn’t that the worst feeling? Makes you wonder why you would trust anyone with your feelings again. Some people just can’t be trusted.
Rejection is pain. Rejection is something that hurts. I build walls to protect me from rejection. This world is just too unpredictable. I find a few good things and stick with it. Depth not width. Quality not quantity. Too many fucking shitheads in this world today anyways.
i dont fear rejection. it realy doesnt matter. there is no problem with people saying no. i just let it role. if i want someone and they dont want me im fine with it.
Rejection imperfection humiliation devastation.
Rejection hurts, any way, any how, any where. Especially in love situations.
The life of an actress is all about rejection, rejuvenation, and self- confidence; but mostly rejection.
sucks. Painfull, sorrow. Rejection makes you feel unwanted or unnecessarry. Rejection is unnacceptable. Rejection is what happens when you give up when you accept defeat. Its not going to happen to me.
For the first time, I faced rejection. I was beautiful all my life. Respected. Honored. But, they didn’t want me. My work was average. My look minimal. How could it turn out like this? Oh fear.
it did not, as expected, sting. it was far worse. it slapped him in the face. it was as if he had laid every single detail, fact, and dream of his short lived existence and had been denied. he looked once more at the rejection letter from harvard.
I’ve already wrote enough about this.
I refuse to fight for our friendship anymore. Evidently its importance is no more. I think it’s your turn now. Until then (I would guess, never). Cheers.
How it feels to lose a love. How it feels to try to keep contact with a long distance love yet it is unreturned. Rejection is the utmost scariest thing i have ever felt. and the thing i am most afraid of in this world over anything else.
Pain. Scared. Awfully scared. What if I step out of my comfort zone and he doesn’t like me? Do I even have a comfort zone to step out of? Loss. Imisspeople.
Thomas sidled over to the hot redhead at the end of the bar, intent on finding the most dramatic rejection of his bar-hopping career. Jake, his wing man watched from a table by the dart boards. Thomas asked her if he could buy her a drink. She said “OK,” and so he spit in a shot glass and handed it to her. Thomas’ smile fell when she downed the shot, and said with a wink, “would you like to come to my place for … coffee?”
The next day, he owed Jake 50 bucks.