April 9, 2011

i wouldn't call anyway

dear that's how it always is diary,

i make lots of friends. that is ALWAYS the easy part at these things. everyone is my best damn friend up until the time that it matters and then what do you know- they all bail. like check this out. k? how hurt am i here? right? just listen. k. i am ALL tearing up- i swear to GOD. so like i'm bonding with these girls- we talk for about i'd say three hours. no shit. a good two and a half anyway. we are laughing and singing and having a party. really. great time. so then we all go in for the interview we've been waiting for. now, keep in mind, i've interviewed for this job before- so i told these girls EVERYTHING i knew- even tho it could be a disadvantage to me- i still ran my mouth- cuz i know i ain't getting the job- i just went to go. (but i still could get the job cuz i slammed that bitchin ass interview y'all) anyway- here's the hurtful part comin up. AFTER we all got done with our shit- everybody wanted to exchange numbers and emails with everybody else but nobody asked me for mine. sos i just left. i guess since i done took over the interview- i, ummmmm, kinda lost my fan base. oh well. maybe i'll get to apologize and get their numbers at the second interview.