Tuesday, September 1, 2009

fml.

I went to the interview. Problem is, apparently their internet appointments are messed up, so there was no interview. Though I spoke to a manager and she told me to call tomorrow morning when the h-r is there. Also there's a lot of people trying to fill this same position. But i have a good feeling about it. I know i can present myself exceptionally well and speak eloquently when i want to, which i'm sure will put me ahead of alot of the other applicants.

Well, it feels like forever since you wrote anything on here. Even though it's only been 2 days.
I wonder if you're reading this at all. Or if you're reading it and just not posting anything.
I shouldn't be worrying about it though. I know i need to stay focused on finding a job and my school work. It's just hard to do so. You're constantly on my mind. I continue to go back and read what you have written here.It makes me want to hold you in my arms even more.

Love you

1 comment:

  1. I'm here everyday reading this.. I have nothing else to say.. I have cried out everything I needed to say to you. Your poem's frustrate me, your all over the place. Every poem is a mindfuck for me! I'm done! Have you even told your family how you feel about me all of a sudden? You've humiliated me in front of them, many times. Espiacially David and Sied` they have what ive desired my whole life with you! How do I go back to them, with the betrayel and anger I have for you! Stop telling me you love me in your posts, you don't fucking care about me!! Jesus christ, do u remember what youve done to me?? Take a second and mentally go through that! I'm sorry if I dont have an encouraging word for your small effort today. I'm all out of "good job's" for you! I get up at 4am every day I work 12 to 16 hour shifts to get my mind of your hell! Get a real job your 25 god damn years old. U suceeding only if I want you at the end disturbs me, greatly! That means that youl resent me for making you work hard, like everyone ive ever met. On another note, me bringing up drugs and porno came completely from my horrible memories of your shit!! If my family knew that i had talked or typed to you after my mom called the cops that day she'd throw me out of here!! Quick like! I have to write these descretly, and for good reason you have brought nothing to my life but hard earned tears. I dont know why I still have hope, hope is such a bullshit emotion with you. I ask myselfe do you even deserve my hope? M

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