dammit, how do you fail the same interview twice?
So I had my interview yesterday... it was miserable. My mind went into a complete lockdown in there and i just froze. Do you have any idea how disconcerting it is to have every word you say transcribed to a piece of paper? *sigh* I guess there’s nothing that I can really do right now, it’s done with now--for better or worse i suppose.
In lighter news, I got two postcards from my lady yesterday. Well technically one on Thursday and one on Friday, but it amounts to the same thing. Everyone say a prayer for her, she’s sick and I don’t like that. It’s not fair; I should be there to take care of her when she’s sick.
I went out to another theatre party last night, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so alone in my life. It wasn’t enough that I only knew five people out of fifty, but everyone at the party was there with their significant other--even Laura found a boy, he asked for her number and everything. It’s February 5th, so in another two months and two days I’ll have her back. But still, it feels like there’s a huge gaping wound in my life. Half of me is missing and I don’t like it. But I am so glad she’s there. She sounds like she’s having a great time. It’s such a great experience for her.
Anyway, I’m going to end this rambling now and get some food. The Lunch God beckons.
Until Further Notice, Don’t Panic
In lighter news, I got two postcards from my lady yesterday. Well technically one on Thursday and one on Friday, but it amounts to the same thing. Everyone say a prayer for her, she’s sick and I don’t like that. It’s not fair; I should be there to take care of her when she’s sick.
I went out to another theatre party last night, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so alone in my life. It wasn’t enough that I only knew five people out of fifty, but everyone at the party was there with their significant other--even Laura found a boy, he asked for her number and everything. It’s February 5th, so in another two months and two days I’ll have her back. But still, it feels like there’s a huge gaping wound in my life. Half of me is missing and I don’t like it. But I am so glad she’s there. She sounds like she’s having a great time. It’s such a great experience for her.
Anyway, I’m going to end this rambling now and get some food. The Lunch God beckons.
Until Further Notice, Don’t Panic