I'm still alive. Barely.
I really wish I had things to write about, but my life continues to be terribly dull.
Um, I had an interview the other day that I doubt I'm getting called back for. Tried to get a job at a restaurant that's opening up near my house, which is probably the only reason I really wanted it. The thing is I'm terrible at interviews, which to employers means I'd be terrible at the jobs themselves, no matter how dissimilar the two are. I don't know how to answer all the vague questions. "Tell me about yourself"? What the HELL do you want to know? I don't know what I can bring to your company. And I cannot answer the "What is your greatest weakness" question without implying that you do not want me working for you! So even if I know I can do a job it doesn't matter, because I invariably sound like an idiot during the interview and I will never hear from you again even to say "sorry, we're going with someone else." Though actually, I don't know if I could handle being a waitress, what with my social anxiety issues and inability to recognize people I don't see on a regular basis but I'd like to be given the chance to at least try.
Bleh, I don't know what to do. I desperately need income, but I'm completely failing at finding any. I wish I could at least pull in a few commissions here and there, but in the world of people who pay for art, I pretty much do not exist, and I don't know how to fix that. I have a tuition payment coming up in a couple days, and I think the bank is going to want a credit card payment from me at the end of the month and I cannot pay either. I don't think I have $50 to my name, but I'm afraid to actually check because I know that will just send me into a panic and depress me more.
I really wish I ever had anything to post in this thing that wasn't whining about how much trouble I'm in and how my life sucks. I keep thinking this can't last, but then it just keeps on lasting.
Um, I had an interview the other day that I doubt I'm getting called back for. Tried to get a job at a restaurant that's opening up near my house, which is probably the only reason I really wanted it. The thing is I'm terrible at interviews, which to employers means I'd be terrible at the jobs themselves, no matter how dissimilar the two are. I don't know how to answer all the vague questions. "Tell me about yourself"? What the HELL do you want to know? I don't know what I can bring to your company. And I cannot answer the "What is your greatest weakness" question without implying that you do not want me working for you! So even if I know I can do a job it doesn't matter, because I invariably sound like an idiot during the interview and I will never hear from you again even to say "sorry, we're going with someone else." Though actually, I don't know if I could handle being a waitress, what with my social anxiety issues and inability to recognize people I don't see on a regular basis but I'd like to be given the chance to at least try.
Bleh, I don't know what to do. I desperately need income, but I'm completely failing at finding any. I wish I could at least pull in a few commissions here and there, but in the world of people who pay for art, I pretty much do not exist, and I don't know how to fix that. I have a tuition payment coming up in a couple days, and I think the bank is going to want a credit card payment from me at the end of the month and I cannot pay either. I don't think I have $50 to my name, but I'm afraid to actually check because I know that will just send me into a panic and depress me more.
I really wish I ever had anything to post in this thing that wasn't whining about how much trouble I'm in and how my life sucks. I keep thinking this can't last, but then it just keeps on lasting.