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It rained. And it rained. And it rained. And it rained. And it rained. And then it got gorgeous outside.
And then it rained. With thunder.
I had an interview on Wednesday, which was mediocre in my mind. I was so devastated by how it went that I cried on my cellphone to my mom in my car in the parking lot for a half hour. I didn't get a second interview, so 3 down, 37 to go.
Mom thinks that a lot of my frustrations are because of MB and I sharing/swapping stress and I think she's right. It's definitely why we've been sniping each other lately. We're both unhappy with our working situations, I want out of his mom's house, blah blah blah same ol' bullshit. I really try to keep our relationship out of this diary, so I won't say too much more. The biggest thing is I need to talk more about what's going on in my messed up little head. I'm a status quo girl, and admitting I'm troubled or need help isn't in me like it should be. It's hard admitting ones less favorable aspects, and I'm making less than baby steps. Work-in-progress.
By the way, it's really hard to type with these nails! I had them done on Tuesday to impress anyone I should be shaking hands with (read: the interview) and, while very becoming, they're annoying as all get out! I'll be getting a fill for when I go up to my parents' next month.
I had all these plans for when I got home today: laundry, updating here (of course), and a few other things, and so far this is the only thing I've done. I've been home since 3-ish. Go me!
Happy long weekend!
Thanks for reading,
Ter
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