Fail Week
I didn't get an interview for JET. Not surprised, of course, because of my graduation status, but I'm still pretty bummed. David didn't get it either, but one of the girls I met in Tokyo did so now I'm just kinda sad to think about how she'll be posting stuff about how glad she is to be back in Japan. *sigh* Which is not to say, of course, that I'm not happy for her, because I think it's great that she made it, it's just that sometimes pictures and status updates from Japan kinda feel like slaps in the face when I'm in the wrong mood.
Plus I'm hormonal, I hate my class, I'm fighting with one of my sisters, and my brother's not talking to me. I've spent most of the past few days on the verge of crying. So I really just want to crawl into bed and wait for the world to get a little brighter before I get up again. *sigh*
Plus I'm hormonal, I hate my class, I'm fighting with one of my sisters, and my brother's not talking to me. I've spent most of the past few days on the verge of crying. So I really just want to crawl into bed and wait for the world to get a little brighter before I get up again. *sigh*