I suppose the moral would be: nothing is as critical and potentially life-changing as it might seem for the first time. Need to let oneself go.
I think I was first really disappointed when I didn’t get into the program of my first choice at university. I applied for International Relations and ended up having to major in Economics. This took a considerable amount of time to live down, even though in retrospect it was probably for the better.
Then there was the fiasco in Kobe of not getting enough credits to graduate. It wasn’t much fun coming back to Hungary afterwards.
Regardless, I’m still alive.