Date: 12.08.03
Climate: grey
Eating: cereal
Feeling: morale is way, way down
Listening to: Palo Alto
Watching: more sex and the city
Reading: want ads galore.
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Here's just a sample of the many slammed doors I have recieved (nearly 100).
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"Thank you for replying with interest to the position of Administrative
Assistant.
Unfortunately, your background does not satisfy the needs of our
organization as well as some others that have been received.
We wish you well in your continuing search for an employment position.
HR Department"
Add to that the fact that my boyfriend told me that his parents wish he was with a "beautiful blonde, with stand up parents, with money" and you can see why I am really really wondering just when the biblical "Job-like" lifestyle I am living, will cease to pretty much suck for me.
I am not blonde.
Nor beautiful apparently.
My parents are also apparently from the wrong side of the tracks
and I have no money.
Add to that the fact that his mother calls me a "whore" in spanish, and its just GREAT all the time.
Who, really, would want to take on a charity case like myself?
(I jest...sorta)
I didn't know that my "looks Asian yet knows nothing about the culture because I was raised by white parents in Minnesota and that is the only culture I really have ever known" would ever really hit such a perfect peak...I am actually kinda, sorta, crying as I write this.
Yeah. That was pathetic but at this point, who's up for saving grace?
Normally I would just call more people (My poor friend who goes to Marquette got the bulk of it) but seeing as its late, the blog gets most of the heat.
I know, I know, it can and could and probably will get worse, but right about now, the morale is gone...I just, somebody please tell me when its going to get fucking easier, okay?
But in case you were waiting for the perfect time to stick something else to me, now's the time, Carpe Diem.
Batters Up--somebody else, please hit me now while I am down...or maybe, just maybe, an outpouring of "friend" support will surface...hopefully unlike my other "best friend" who promised to "call me back" but never does...thats happened like ten times.
I'm like a wounded dog...too much loyalty or something.
yeck. I hate feeling this way just as much as I am sure you all hate reading it, so tomorrow, I promise, i'll try to have something more positive and fun to read....god, today really hit me hard.
Climate: grey
Eating: cereal
Feeling: morale is way, way down
Listening to: Palo Alto
Watching: more sex and the city
Reading: want ads galore.
::::
Here's just a sample of the many slammed doors I have recieved (nearly 100).
::::
"Thank you for replying with interest to the position of Administrative
Assistant.
Unfortunately, your background does not satisfy the needs of our
organization as well as some others that have been received.
We wish you well in your continuing search for an employment position.
HR Department"
Add to that the fact that my boyfriend told me that his parents wish he was with a "beautiful blonde, with stand up parents, with money" and you can see why I am really really wondering just when the biblical "Job-like" lifestyle I am living, will cease to pretty much suck for me.
I am not blonde.
Nor beautiful apparently.
My parents are also apparently from the wrong side of the tracks
and I have no money.
Add to that the fact that his mother calls me a "whore" in spanish, and its just GREAT all the time.
Who, really, would want to take on a charity case like myself?
(I jest...sorta)
I didn't know that my "looks Asian yet knows nothing about the culture because I was raised by white parents in Minnesota and that is the only culture I really have ever known" would ever really hit such a perfect peak...I am actually kinda, sorta, crying as I write this.
Yeah. That was pathetic but at this point, who's up for saving grace?
Normally I would just call more people (My poor friend who goes to Marquette got the bulk of it) but seeing as its late, the blog gets most of the heat.
I know, I know, it can and could and probably will get worse, but right about now, the morale is gone...I just, somebody please tell me when its going to get fucking easier, okay?
But in case you were waiting for the perfect time to stick something else to me, now's the time, Carpe Diem.
Batters Up--somebody else, please hit me now while I am down...or maybe, just maybe, an outpouring of "friend" support will surface...hopefully unlike my other "best friend" who promised to "call me back" but never does...thats happened like ten times.
I'm like a wounded dog...too much loyalty or something.
yeck. I hate feeling this way just as much as I am sure you all hate reading it, so tomorrow, I promise, i'll try to have something more positive and fun to read....god, today really hit me hard.