Spring break

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!"
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