I feel like life is always teasing me.
Something good comes along and then is immediately taken away it seems.
I really wanted this job. Totally thought I was going to get it. I’ve been waiting all week for the call to see if I got it. And nothing. I feel like it has to be a mistake, but it’s probably not. I guess my anxiety got the best of me once again.
Got invited to go to Gasparilla this weekend by this guy I’ve been crushing on since fall…and then that gets turned to shit. Got all fucking excited for nothing.
I usually let things go that are upsetting me. I don’t like to dwell on things I can’t control, because it’s pretty pointless. BUT I just can’t shake these.
It’s mostly the job thing. A guy doesn’t really matter but it was the icing on the cake this week.
OH and I am a fat ass.
I hope next week treats me better. Prob will suck cuz my favorite roomie will be in Wyoming all week.