Mar 13, 2007 14:25
so I'm sitting here chilling at Lani's house during spring break. We have done some shopping for her in terms of interviews and family. I'm proud of her that she has gotten a job offer and even another interview.
I'm proud of myself for filling out 15 applications over Spring Break thus far. I know if I don't do it now, they will start the interview world and then i will be too late and all positions will be filled. I can't let that happen because I need to have a job. Dave has been great and working hard at his new job. He's really trying so we can have a future together as soon as possible. I can't wait for that future. I just want to be with him so much. I really miss him.
Unfortunately, there is someone I don't miss - me. While we were shopping, we went to all of these thin people stores and it just made me sick because I can't even try anything on. It was completely pointless because I knew nothing would fit. It made me sad. One store was one of my favorite stores but I just didn't want to try anything on in front of Lani b/c she's so beautiful and I just don't look like anything compared to her. She is the most perfect girl - gorgeous, smart, funny - every man's dream. I just know I can't be any of those things. I love my friends and normally I am never jealous. however, lately, I have been so sick of myself that I just look at all of them and get sad at myself. I've gained so much weight, I have these health problems,...I am just completely messed up. I really don't know why people like me in the first place. Maybe I make them feel better. I know that was my job in high school. I was around for the softball team to "cheer them on" as my coach put it and I made them feel better. I did it for all of my friends too by being their psychologist and just making everyone happy. I guess maybe I need to remember that. I need to work on making people happy because that makes me happy. Then maybe I'll be motivated to do things about my ugly self.
Someone pick me for a job! I'm a good teacher! As my mom and I do every time I send something off..."Pick me, pick me. Give me a job!"