I’m sick of looking for jobs. I have been looking for a “grown up” job since March. I’m sick of it and most of all, I don’t want it.
I want to back to college.
I feel like I spend more time creating job applications than actually applying for jobs which is bullshit because it’s all information is on my resume. I can’t tell if employers just don’t care about resumes or what but I spend a lot of ducking time on mine to have it just not looked at. The worst is when there is a typo actually in the application. I know I’m not in the position to correct them, but how am I supposed to care when they obviously don’t?
The best is when you get halfway through an application to realize it’s not worth it to keep trying for that spot. Like this morning I spent about two hours (very unnecessary for a receptionist job) to have the website decide to kick me off just long enough to erase the essay I had been writing for them. I was like, “well, I guess I just won’t be that,” and moved on to a different application.
Ugh, I say. Ugh.
On a side note, I officially have pen pals in Germany!!
That’s right! Pen PALS, plural. About 9… It’s actually kind of overwhelming. I may be letting some of them go… oops.
I need to open this post with a video I found this afternoon.
It’s only about 2 minutes.
Now, I know I am usually alone in this because every person I’ve tried talking to thinks I’m weird for doing this.
I have a fear of pooping in public or in particular in any area where someone else will be able to smell the side effects. As a result, I have a large candle in my own bathroom and I carry a lighter around with me where ever I go. I don’t smoke. If someone asks I jokingly tell them I’m a pyro, but no. It is %100 to get rid of the smell if I poop in public.
I love the idea of this product. I’m never going to buy it, but I love it because it makes me feel less self conscious of my fear.
I have no idea why this is such a concern of mine, but it is.
Does anyone else have odd habbits because of certain fears?
I really want a penpal from Germany.
1. So I can practice my German. It’s pretty bad.
2. I love getting mail.
3. We’re going to become besties and take turns visiting each other. Germany is beautiful and Minneapolis is quite wonderful too. We can even travel around the U.S. together.
Do I just google this shit, or what?
Does this happen to anyone else?
Whenever I see a pregnant person, my very first thought is that that person had to have sex to get that way.
Depending on what image pops into my mind, I either give them a look of disgust or a nod of approval.
I never do it on purpose, it just kind of happens.
Every book you’ve ever read,
in your entire life,
is just a rearrangement of 26 letters.
“Perfectionism may look nice in shiny shoes, but he’s a little bit of an asshole and nobody invites him to their pool parties.”
I don’t know if any of you watch the Boondocks, but they have this song that goes
“booty butt booty butt booty butt, CHEEKS!”
and I’ve had it stuck in my head all morning.