hello sam!

FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. -dies-

I got the job.  You are now looking at a style consultant (yes I dress people...I hope it's as fun as it sounds).

Ugh, I hate waitinggggggggggggg.  I'm waiting to see if I got the job or not, and it's just torture.  I wish they'd call me and let me know... like NOW.

P.S. I don't normally whine this much.

"The world doesn't get any less scary as we grow up.  But somehow we're asked to shed the icons of our childhood so we can become big people.  Fuck that.  There's some impossible property in their stuffing which soaks up all of our anger and fear and uncertainty.  We try to replace them with other people.  But other people are filled with the same ( Read more... )

"There are two eternities that can really break you down.  Yesterday and Tomorrow.  One is gone, and the other doesn't exist...so live today."

Off to my second interview.... uggggggggggggh. I am nervous as all fuck. -dies-

Boil 'em, mash 'em, put 'em in a stew.

So I had an interview yesterday... went pretty well, but IDK, it's always a 50/50 chance.  And the other people had so much more experience than me.  UGH, but I definitely stood out from the crowd, and my fashion definitely fit in with the people who worked there.  Well I'll find out tomorrow.  It's not the end of the world if I don't get it, there ( Read more... )

I CAN'T FALL BACK ASLEEP. -end scene-