I woke up in a good mood and completely ready to start my day, I grabbed my phone and checked social media along with my e-mails like I do every morning. My e-mail was full of new things but the first thing I noticed was an e-mail from the admissions office for my major. My face lit up, I had applied to my major a few weeks ago and had been waiting to hear from them.

The e-mail opened up, and I started to read the first line. It started with thank you for applying, so I instantly got excited, it had to be exciting news if they started with a "Thank you." Then I started to read through the rest of the paragraph and the next line said, "We regret to inform you that your application materials did not demonstrate sufficient criteria for admission at this time."

My stomach instantly dropped, I had just been told that I didn't make it into my major. Tears started to run down my cheeks and I didn't want to get out of bed anymore. I took my comforter and snuggled up again because it was hard to face the fact that I didn't make it past the first round. I had told everybody that was what my major was going to be - how was I supposed to tell them that that couldn't be in it anymore?

Time started to pass and I pushed myself out of bed because throwing a pity party wouldn't solve anything. I called the woman who had sent me the e-mail denying my acceptance asking her what I could do now. It seemed as if she heard the sadness in my voice, and she suggested me to check out another major which was very similar to the one I had been trying to get into.

Instead of looking the major up on my computer, I drove to school and got a sheet of paper explaining the major the woman had suggested. With the paperwork in my hand, I sat on a couch and read through the summary and the list of classes. The explanation got my attention and the courses all interested me a lot.

I went back to my apartment and ended up researching more - it turned out that many people who graduate with this major end up going into the same jobs as people who graduate with the major that I had been rejected from. There was a lot of potential with this major and I could still get my dream job.

My tears had finally stopped streaming down my face and instead there was a small smile. After putting the negative thoughts into the back of my head, I had found a positive outcome. I no longer felt like a disappointment to myself, I was proud of myself instead. This afternoon I filled out the form to change my major and treated myself to a large piece of pizza at Lazy Moon after to celebrate because I thought that my future had fallen apart, but it seemed like now it was just a little bit brighter.