Okay, so I haven't actually blogged in a while. I mean, I've posted lyrics and photos, stuff like that, but I haven't sat down and wrote out my thoughts and feelings and what I've been up to lately.
So I tried to get back into college this semester. Unfortunately, I filled out the FASFA a little too late (KY says I'm eligible, but they gave away all the funds already). So even though I was accepted back into WKU (I miss that place so fucking much!), I have to wait until NEXT fall. Bummer.
And because I was so focused on getting back into college, I wasn't down to get a job around Louisville if I was just going to move a hundred miles away. But because I'm sticking around here for another year, I've been putting in online applications for jobs like receptionist, administrative assistant, secretary, office assistant, etc., positions.
I have had one interview, at a chiropractic office in J-Town (by Kroger and H.H. Gregg). The interview SUCKED. I mean SUCKED!!!! I waited there for almost an hour before I saw the doctor guy. There were crazy ass misbehaving kids acting like wild savages. If my sister and I had acted like that out in public at that age, we would have been whooped! And then the doctor only talked to me for less than 10 minutes. And he, of course, asked the dumb question: "Why do you want to work here?" Uh, duh!! I need a fucking paycheck and by the job description posted online, this seemed easy enough for me to do but not have it interfere with my life! That's why. But you can't say that, obviously. Prospective employers want to know that you care about working there. But when it comes to bullshit jobs like that, you just want the money it pays and not have it affect your life.
So I'm basically down to my last 20, 30 dollars, which totally blows - I need $$ with a quickness. If I could sell my blood/plasma, I so would. But I have an iron deficiency, which means they won't take it for free, no less pay me for it. I've agreed to sell some of my old books (mostly Goosebumps and stuff) for some cash, but I'm not going to be getting much from them. I'm just glad that Camel sent me three coupons (all $1.50 off a pack) in the mail for cigarettes. Beggars cannot be choosers, you know?
