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Okay, so in my school, you can sign up to work as TA and stuff for certain classes and tests and labs. I signed up for it last year and I got Topography. The pay is really good, and considering I never told my mom about it, it was all for my stuff. Clothes and movies and stuff. *nods* I loved it.
I signed up last semester, but didn't get it, and this semester as well. This semester, Karen and I signed up for it. Last semester as well, now that I remember, and neither of us got it. This semester, however, she got it and I didn't. *frowns* I'm feeling... conflicted. I'm happy for her, because truth be told, she deserves it a bit more than me. She's one semester above me right now, and she needs the money more than I ever will. So, yeah, I'm happy for her. I really am. And yet I'm kinda jealous and bitter in a way. *grumbles*
Jose says that I should be better than this and stuff like that, stuff like, "Oh, Johana. Stop that." Almost annoyed at me. And I get it, because he's right, because she's my best friend and I shouldn't feel like that. But I'm human at the end of it, and as glad as I'm that she got it, I can't help but wish we had gotten it together. *sighs* Just thought I'd mentioned it here, exorcise my thoughts and all that.
On other news, word count on the story for the fiction challenge is now in 18k. Yes, I know. Can't write short to safe my life. Whatever. *g*
I signed up last semester, but didn't get it, and this semester as well. This semester, Karen and I signed up for it. Last semester as well, now that I remember, and neither of us got it. This semester, however, she got it and I didn't. *frowns* I'm feeling... conflicted. I'm happy for her, because truth be told, she deserves it a bit more than me. She's one semester above me right now, and she needs the money more than I ever will. So, yeah, I'm happy for her. I really am. And yet I'm kinda jealous and bitter in a way. *grumbles*
Jose says that I should be better than this and stuff like that, stuff like, "Oh, Johana. Stop that." Almost annoyed at me. And I get it, because he's right, because she's my best friend and I shouldn't feel like that. But I'm human at the end of it, and as glad as I'm that she got it, I can't help but wish we had gotten it together. *sighs* Just thought I'd mentioned it here, exorcise my thoughts and all that.
On other news, word count on the story for the fiction challenge is now in 18k. Yes, I know. Can't write short to safe my life. Whatever. *g*