Of Good and Evil? I choose both.
So I have decided to try my hand at necromancy and raise this ancient corpse of a journal from the dead. I do so because as some of you may know, my girlfriend is currently spending the semestre in London. The way I see it, this journal is a good way to let her--and anyone else who may happen to care--know what’s going on in my life, especially the mundane day to day things that are not quite worth $3.50 a minute. Updates on myself, I’m currently applying to be an RA--my first interview in the proccess is Friday at 5PM.
I gave my first speech today. It was ridiculously painful. I can only dread how terrifying the interview tomorrow is going to be. I know I shouldn’t be scared, and I know I do extremely well in interviews--but I’m still getting ulcers over it.
Oh, and to anyone who is curious--I did, in fact, have to use the Necronomicon
Until Further Notice, Don’t Panic
I gave my first speech today. It was ridiculously painful. I can only dread how terrifying the interview tomorrow is going to be. I know I shouldn’t be scared, and I know I do extremely well in interviews--but I’m still getting ulcers over it.
Oh, and to anyone who is curious--I did, in fact, have to use the Necronomicon
Until Further Notice, Don’t Panic