Yesterday turned out to be a total disaster. I had everything already to go for the interview in Santa Ana. I did the whole semi-conservative hair, make up and wardrobe, printed out the directions, reserved the car and did my grocery shopping the day before and what happened? All my plans laid to waste because I couldn't get the car. The result was having to give what could've been a great opportunity. I was utterly devasted. I was crying so much that my contacts got dried out and my make up was completely ruined. All mom could tell was "maybe it was for the best." Bollocks. When is another opening like this going to come around again? I feel utterly defeated. I just want to give up. The only good to come out of it was my wonderfully supportive bf and I didn't eat over it. I did treat myself to a regular, sugar-free, non-fat mocha latte. It hit the spot. It just hurts to see this slip by so quickly. It's like the universe is enjoying my misery. I feel like there no happy endings, fairy stories come true, miracles, nothing good for me. I feel like I'm condemned to be miserable for the rest of my life. That a__hole in white is having a great laugh at my expense. It's like "how can we f__k with her today?" Then he expect me to sing his praises? I don't think so. Right now I just want to isolate myself. Mom was nagging me about going over to Sis's on Saturday. I firmly told her not right now. OOPs mom and the minion just walked into the coffee place I'm at. Got to run.
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