'Cause it said couple of weeks on the application.
So, we should all know by now this ridiculous amount of posting/me not doing my real homework is because I want the job at Admissions. (I was wholeheartedly mistaken in my other posts. I don't know why I keep mixin' ResEd and Admissions up. They are not the same.) Hey, Admissions! And, I just did the application for it and stuff, so, you know, that was fun. My goodness was I not serious at all. And, I probably should have asked David Walker if he'd be a reference. Oh well. I'll live, I guess. He'll give an honest assessment of me. Thank goodness. We can't have all these positive lies floating around like they own the place. That would be ridiculous.
My ego would get too big. TOO BIG! And, we all know what happens then. Julia loses friends. And cries. Alone. In her room. In a corner.
I suppose I could change my profile picture/avatar/thing if I wanted to, yeah? I mean, I already have pictures uploaded from however many years ago. I could just mix it up instead of the Bat Cave one, which is brilliant. I effin' love Batman. He's such a bad ass. He is pretty Fearless. Well, except not, but that's cool. We'll talk about it later.
I got my weeks mixed up. I feel bad because I left my crew early to go to a movie screening and then realized that I didn't have that screening this week. It is next week, so I have to leave early again next week and be lame as all kind of mess. I suck a lot. And, I don't even feel that bad about it half the time, which is even worse and really, really selfish. This is the problem working at Maple View for too damn long. You start to get bitter and cynical and adopt bad value systems. If I was working there this summer again I would probably start to abuse heroin and begin my downward cycle into the deep dark dregs of Carrboro. Thank goodness I got out of there with my health (give or take a few pounds) and most of my morals intact.
Okay, great. Next post. Ten minutes. Winter Term. Super.
My ego would get too big. TOO BIG! And, we all know what happens then. Julia loses friends. And cries. Alone. In her room. In a corner.
I suppose I could change my profile picture/avatar/thing if I wanted to, yeah? I mean, I already have pictures uploaded from however many years ago. I could just mix it up instead of the Bat Cave one, which is brilliant. I effin' love Batman. He's such a bad ass. He is pretty Fearless. Well, except not, but that's cool. We'll talk about it later.
I got my weeks mixed up. I feel bad because I left my crew early to go to a movie screening and then realized that I didn't have that screening this week. It is next week, so I have to leave early again next week and be lame as all kind of mess. I suck a lot. And, I don't even feel that bad about it half the time, which is even worse and really, really selfish. This is the problem working at Maple View for too damn long. You start to get bitter and cynical and adopt bad value systems. If I was working there this summer again I would probably start to abuse heroin and begin my downward cycle into the deep dark dregs of Carrboro. Thank goodness I got out of there with my health (give or take a few pounds) and most of my morals intact.
Okay, great. Next post. Ten minutes. Winter Term. Super.