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Sooo...I won't be moving to Minneapolis. Glad I spent $100 to drive up there and waste 3 hours talking to them, and then didn't buy a single thing at the Mall of America or IKEA. She couldn't even send a personalized letter of decline. I could understand a cookie-cutter letter if I hadn't even gotten an interview, but hell, throw some effort into it seeing as I put a whole crapload in. Can you tell I'm bitter? Kind of ruined this great image of DQ that I've had in my mind all these years. Now all I'm left with is the possibility of keeping the job I have now permanently, and that depends on whether or not a better qualified applicant shows up. Who the hell knows anymore? I apply for these jobs that I KNOW I'm qualified for and would be great at, I get my hopes up if I get an interview, and then something goes horribly wrong. I don't get it. But honestly, the thought of staying at Pearson for another few months or, God forbid, a year or something, makes me wanna cry and, seriously, claw my eyes out. It is so unbelievably boring here...and I feel like my degree and my intelligence is completely useless. Nor will staying here in this position for another year help me find a better job later on. It's not challenging and doesn't even require knowledge beyond knowing how to type and use Word. I don't even understand why they require a college degree. So it's not like I'm growing and expanding my experience. FUUUUUCK! I'm so frustrated I could literally pick this computer up and throw it out the window.
I just want the hell out of here. Is that too much to ask? I'm starting to think that apparently it is....you'd think I would be used to disappointment by now, but it never gets any easier. In fact, it only gets harder.
My brother and Melanie broke up last night. He had e-mailed me yesterday saying he was having doubts and wanted me to tell him, honestly, what I thought of her. Through e-mail tag it came out that he didn't really even know why he'd started dating her, but that the spark and connection isn't there anymore, and maybe wasn't even there to begin with. Then he thought maybe this feeling was just a phase, but then he complained about how clingy she is (she seriously expects him to call twice a day if he's out of town....and wants to hang out with him 24-7 to the point where he was feeling guilty for taking a guys' night) and how she does nothing but sit around and eat fast food and that clashes with my brother's lifestyle. Anyway, he was under the impression that she felt the sparks. But I guess he brought it up with her last night and the feelings were mutual. Which was nice, because now they can be friends still. 'Cause my bro says he has a blast hanging out with her but that lately it's felt more friendly than romantic. So I guess things worked out for the best.
I watched The Bachelor last night for the first time in a couple years. Travis is 33ish and a doctor....there's some girl on there who's a 23-year-old student in Canada and they both "feel a strong connection" with each other. Just no. He sent home Cole, a gorgeous 29-year-old whom everyone in the house said was the sweetest, most intelligent woman there, hands down. What the hell is wrong with these people? This sort of ridiculousness seems to translate to real life, too. The good ones get passed over for the easy sluts.
And last, but most certainly not least, happy 22nd birthday to my LOVER! Everyone should wish Heather, surfaceing , a very happy birthday today! Hope it's a good one filled with yummy birthday cake and my personal friend, Alcohol.
I totally feel like going home "sick" but actually going to the mall and buying myself a pity present, maybe some Panda, and then vegging out with some movies....and then calling in "sick" again tomorrow. But that would be irresponsible and childish. Maybe I'll just suck it up today and call in sick tomorrow. I do have a massive headache and my eyes won't stay open. So it's like I am sick, kinda....I should get back to work. Boo.