This isn't med school related but here's an inspiring story for an award that's given to 50 students at my undergrad college (we have 45,000 total students).
I filled out an application for this award that I really didn't think i had a shot at winning. Basically I wrote up the resume-type question and answered all their questions, and turned it in the day before it was due.
Well, I get a call late that night (around midnight), and this lady says, we can't accept your application, you messed up on it. However, you can fix the mistakes and turn it in tomorrow.
Tomorrow...tomorrow, did I mention I was leaving at 8 am out of town tomorrow (and their office didn't open until 8 am), that's why I had to turn it in early. I had another copy of the form to the application that I needed to fill out, said screw it, I don't need the award or the chance to win $100, and I ripped up the only application I had.
I finihsed my homework and just before I was about to go to bed, I regretted tearing up the application. however, all they needed was another copy of the resumetype question answered, as they had the application already.
So I stayed up an extra two hours typing up this application thing telling myself I have no shot in hell of winning, and I still had no way of getting it to their office on time.
The next morning I set it on the table and asked my roomie if he'd be kind to go out of his way to submit the form. I found out the next day he did, it was just confusing trying to explain to the person he gave it to what was going on.
Well four months later I get a surprise call from my parents. Turns out they notifeid them and not me that I had received the award, and $100.
So the moral of the story is: Keep applying even if you think there's no chance in hell.