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Well, that turned out to be a wasted day.
The WB gig was with an agency they use. So essentially I went on two agency interviews. Which means I got to take typing tests, Word, Excel & Power Point skills tests. Oooo! Exciting.
I wasn't particularly interested in the jobs that they mentioned having currently available. Both places told me to keep an eye on their job boards and let them know if I saw anything that interested me.
I don't want to do the sam old thing. I want to work on special projects and get new and interesting things on a regular basis. *gah* I just want out. But, this is what I'm good at. This is where I have skills.
God, I just want to go home and sleep. Can I just sleep for the next week and a half. I don't feel like doing anything, correction, I feel like crying. Damnit, I thought I was over the mood swings.
I'd love to lay the whole feeling blue thing, on loosing hope based on yesterday. I really don't need this shit. Maybe I can just blame it on my period, which means it will go away in a few days. I'm just not good at this. Not that anybody is, I understand that. But my mother talked to her friend, the one who's been helping us buy the suit and coaching me - anyway, my mom is telling her she's worried about me. 'Cause she's seeing these swings. And I *know*, rock solid, that I'm not doing that badly. But really, the last time I was all mood swingy was during my parents divorce. Now *that* was hardcore. At least I'm not having the crying jags and stuff. Then I'd go see a proffessional. This is just a couple of days of blue and then I'm good. What's freaking me out (just the tiniest bit) is that my moood turns on a dime. Everything will be perfectly fine and the BAM! for no-fucking-reason-in-particular everything changes. That is what is unnerving, the unpredictability.
I don't even know how Patch feels about it. Hell, I'm not even sure he's noticed it really. No, I don't mean he's not being observant or anything like that. It's just not happening around him, so I don't think he's feeling the effects. That's all I mean. *shrug* I dunno. I'm just going to shut up now.
Yeah, go home and cry myself asleep. That sounds good.
The WB gig was with an agency they use. So essentially I went on two agency interviews. Which means I got to take typing tests, Word, Excel & Power Point skills tests. Oooo! Exciting.
I wasn't particularly interested in the jobs that they mentioned having currently available. Both places told me to keep an eye on their job boards and let them know if I saw anything that interested me.
I don't want to do the sam old thing. I want to work on special projects and get new and interesting things on a regular basis. *gah* I just want out. But, this is what I'm good at. This is where I have skills.
God, I just want to go home and sleep. Can I just sleep for the next week and a half. I don't feel like doing anything, correction, I feel like crying. Damnit, I thought I was over the mood swings.
I'd love to lay the whole feeling blue thing, on loosing hope based on yesterday. I really don't need this shit. Maybe I can just blame it on my period, which means it will go away in a few days. I'm just not good at this. Not that anybody is, I understand that. But my mother talked to her friend, the one who's been helping us buy the suit and coaching me - anyway, my mom is telling her she's worried about me. 'Cause she's seeing these swings. And I *know*, rock solid, that I'm not doing that badly. But really, the last time I was all mood swingy was during my parents divorce. Now *that* was hardcore. At least I'm not having the crying jags and stuff. Then I'd go see a proffessional. This is just a couple of days of blue and then I'm good. What's freaking me out (just the tiniest bit) is that my moood turns on a dime. Everything will be perfectly fine and the BAM! for no-fucking-reason-in-particular everything changes. That is what is unnerving, the unpredictability.
I don't even know how Patch feels about it. Hell, I'm not even sure he's noticed it really. No, I don't mean he's not being observant or anything like that. It's just not happening around him, so I don't think he's feeling the effects. That's all I mean. *shrug* I dunno. I'm just going to shut up now.
Yeah, go home and cry myself asleep. That sounds good.
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