Sometimes I wonder, do these things always happen to only me??
So Monday...mondays just suck, but try having a dentist appointment and getting a cavity filled. So you get a freaking painfully shot in your jaw, and your mouth is half numb, and you have a terrible lisp. And your freaking awesome mother, send you back to school. OF COURSE you run into the guy you used to have a massive crush on, who came back to visit @ the high school, OF COURSE on the day that you look like shit and have a lisp. I couldn't even talk to him for a while, because I was trying desperately to disguise my lisp.
And I'm doing so bad in school. The quarter that counts the most. of my life. stressed??! o ya just a bit...a LITTLE bit...stress=bad acne that I try so hard to fight with a battillion of med's and pills. acne=stress. vicious cycle it is indeed.
definite misuse of battillion, but it sounds freaking fine to me. Webster can kiss my ass.
Which leads me to my phone interview today...total bullshit on my part.argh. i got to defend my academic mishaps, but also on-the-spot had to tell a/b my favoirte teacher and what they did to help me and change my views...AH...I had attempted to prepare but didn't count on this question. and i hate talking on the phone, and couldn't find the right words and misused other ones. but none as traumatic as when i said 'peace corpse' as oppose to 'peace corps (silent 'p')'...looked like a total poser...ah well it was only my 1st choice, and that interview was my do-or-die factor. no big deal tho.
I really need to chill out...hmm i know something that i can do...unfortunately i dont have the option right now
I'll get thru this week by thinking a/b the awesome time ill be having friday!!cant wait!
And I'm doing so bad in school. The quarter that counts the most. of my life. stressed??! o ya just a bit...a LITTLE bit...stress=bad acne that I try so hard to fight with a battillion of med's and pills. acne=stress. vicious cycle it is indeed.
definite misuse of battillion, but it sounds freaking fine to me. Webster can kiss my ass.
Which leads me to my phone interview today...total bullshit on my part.argh. i got to defend my academic mishaps, but also on-the-spot had to tell a/b my favoirte teacher and what they did to help me and change my views...AH...I had attempted to prepare but didn't count on this question. and i hate talking on the phone, and couldn't find the right words and misused other ones. but none as traumatic as when i said 'peace corpse' as oppose to 'peace corps (silent 'p')'...looked like a total poser...ah well it was only my 1st choice, and that interview was my do-or-die factor. no big deal tho.
I really need to chill out...hmm i know something that i can do...unfortunately i dont have the option right now
I'll get thru this week by thinking a/b the awesome time ill be having friday!!cant wait!