Mar 08, 2013 13:17
I applied for this internship and my second letter of recommendation didn't go through. The prof sent it through email and it probably got sent to the wrong address or something. I'm actually worried about it and I hope that it doesn't affect my chances of candidacy if I make her send it again with proof that it was delivered on time.
I told J about this and he just walked right on by as I started talking. Motherfucker, how do you ask me "How are you doing?" and then just completely ignore what I have to say? Fuck man, if he ever wants to know why I'm such an ass to him, well he's got the answer. It's a privilege for me to divulge my personal thoughts, worries, and dreams since I do so to such few people. I'm not like him where he will tell just about anyone his life story.
Yesterday I went to the Aldi's up north and I saw something terrifying. There was a woman with a Jesus bucket who was dressed in all hot-magenta pink. She had on a pink wig and fuzzy white mouse ears. The scary part was that she had on a clown's harlequin mask to go with the rest of the ensemble. My hands shook as I walked out of the store and past her. I really kept hoping she would just ignore me. Thankfully, she did.