I really hate days like these…
The ones that start out pretty good and by the end of the day, you just want to curl up in a ball and bury yourself for the next couple of years.
My classes started today, although I only had one class. Woke up, got around, ate, and overall felt really good. And even better yet, I felt social once I got to the college! Yay.
…And then I leave the college. It’s snowing pretty hard, and I almost slip and fall not once but twice. Oh, and there were people around. I manage to make it home and I eat and start to feel sort of “blah”. And then I get the call that really upset me. That interview I had… yeah, they didn’t give me the job. Didn’t even want to bring me in for a 2nd interview because I can’t work on Thursdays at all because of school. So despite the fact that everyone involved agreed that I was a great candidate, they wouldn’t even give me a shot. So I eat more… (I never noticed me eating my feelings before, so I’m not sure if that’s something new or not, which worries me the most). And then I look in the mirror and notice just how broken out my face is.
Now I can’t motivate myself to get off the couch. I’ve accomplished one thing today, and that’s the fact that I’ve called to make my hair appointment for next week.
Sorry, I just totally needed to vent…