Wouldn't it be funny if, after every time you got rejected, "Where is the Love" started playing in the background? Just think, after every time you got rejected in life... (flashbacks ensue)
John: Betty, will you listen to my mixtape?
Betty: uh, you're weird and i have stuff to do, soo, no.
"Where is the love, the love, the love..."
Professor: Uh, I'm sorry John, but, you failed the exam. You can no longer join us...
"Where is the love, the love,..."
(John is walking on the side walk. A car drives by."
Man in car: Loser...!
(throws a quickie mart styrofoam pop out the window. it hits, and splatters...)
"Where is the love..."
And then Lindsay Lohan walked by...