Nerves
So I have several reasons to be nervous, and I need to rant. Sorry, flist.
So, first off, I have a job interview in less than two hours. I'm trying to be a tour guide for my college. It's one of the few cash paying jobs on campus, so it'd be sweet if I could manage it. But I've never had a real job before, so I'm pretty nervous about the interview. Unlike people in my peer groups, adults generally tend to like me, so I hope it goes well.
Tomorrow my memoir is being workshopped. I really hope that I don't look like an idiot for what I wrote. My life's been weird, and I just tried to express that. *shrug* I dunno. I wrote it about the fact that I was raised atheist, but at one point tried my hand at religion, only to discover that it's not for me.
Sunday is Valentine's Day. I am not a fan of Valentine's Day. I have plans to hang out with some single people, but what I'd really like to do is ask out the guy I've started to develop a crush on. There are some problems, though. The biggest is that I'm pretty sure he likes someone else. Fuuuuuuck.
My last reason to be nervous is that on Monday, I have to read at an undergraduate literary conference. I hate the story that I submitted, and I don't do public speaking. I'm going to stutter and stumble through the whole thing, and it's all before 10:00 AM. GAH!
Sorry about all of this. I just can't talk about this stuff.
So, first off, I have a job interview in less than two hours. I'm trying to be a tour guide for my college. It's one of the few cash paying jobs on campus, so it'd be sweet if I could manage it. But I've never had a real job before, so I'm pretty nervous about the interview. Unlike people in my peer groups, adults generally tend to like me, so I hope it goes well.
Tomorrow my memoir is being workshopped. I really hope that I don't look like an idiot for what I wrote. My life's been weird, and I just tried to express that. *shrug* I dunno. I wrote it about the fact that I was raised atheist, but at one point tried my hand at religion, only to discover that it's not for me.
Sunday is Valentine's Day. I am not a fan of Valentine's Day. I have plans to hang out with some single people, but what I'd really like to do is ask out the guy I've started to develop a crush on. There are some problems, though. The biggest is that I'm pretty sure he likes someone else. Fuuuuuuck.
My last reason to be nervous is that on Monday, I have to read at an undergraduate literary conference. I hate the story that I submitted, and I don't do public speaking. I'm going to stutter and stumble through the whole thing, and it's all before 10:00 AM. GAH!
Sorry about all of this. I just can't talk about this stuff.