Child I will hurt you.
So I fucked it up. The interview I wanted so badly. Yeah, that. It was at 5 am. I stayed up until 3:30 doing homework. What option did I have? I mean, I could have started that shit earlier, obviously. But at the point in time, I HAD to finish that paper. And that fucking project that I'm going to bomb today. Not that I care because it's only 10 points. I mostly care that Bianca's gonna get a shittier grade because of me. I can't believe I fucked it up. I guess it just shows I wasn't meant to work at that one. Or maybe I was and I just simply messed up. Whatever. You knew that school was first priority before work, so you can't feel bad there. Seriously Bianca, I'm allowing you like 10 minutes to feel bad about this, then get over it. You have an interview tomorrow, and that lady sounded extremely nice and like she needed help. Ugh more pressure now. I don't need a job really but I want one. So bad. I find out about UT in a week or so. Everything is kinda boiling down. Once I'm there I'll be able to get a job for sure. But I want to work now. But seriously, Bianca. Do not use this as an excuse to self-hate or something. So you fucked up. Learn from it. Don't be a victim. Don't procrastinate. Don't burn the candle at both ends. By 1 pm tomorrow you'll know if you have another chance. Remember: just don't make the same mistake twice. You have another chance, look at it that way. Not everyone gets that. You're very lucky. Now pick yourself up, go to English class, go to Government class, TURN IN THAT RESEARCH PAPER WITH DIGNITY!, fall asleep during the movie (it's okay dude you were up late), come home SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP go to ASL, hang out with Ryan and SLEEP SLEEP SLEEP while he watches a movie or something. It'll all be okay in 24 hours. Don't worry. Don't worry. DON'T WORRY; I'm a good person. All I was doing was keeping my priorities straight for the night, after I had unfortunately left myself no other options. Learn from this. Grow from it. Life's trying to teach you something right now. Sometimes I feel like I'm Donnie Darko and life is that voice of Frank talking to me in my sleep.
Thursday, November 7, 2013
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