There's nothing more to worry about than the unintentional disruption of one's normal sleeping patterns. I have unintentionally messed up, quite royally, my sleeping patterns. I have, however; managed to get quite a bit of my homework done instead of sleeping but it has royally fucked up just about anything else. I hate that I haven't been as diligent with applications or any of the like. I should be filling out multitudes of applications considering that this last interview hasn't seemed to go so well.
I really want the job as the pharmacy technician but i'm really concerned that she's going to cut me from her list because of the one month i spent at Papa Johns. She's concerned that I wont work out because one of the ladies is married to the owner of the pizza joint. I understand her concern but I know for a fact that it is not going to be a problem. I don't like to dwell on the bad that I have dealt with in my life or in my past history. I love to work. That is all that I want to do.
If I could work again, I would be very, very happy. I don't like to be stagnant. I would rather have to do my homework during the night to catch up than get so far ahead with my notes that I manage to royally fuck myself ahead of the weeks that it is due and manage to ruin and overload my brain with information.
I want to work.
Plain and simple.
I hope that I can convince her as much. I really hope that I can convince her of as much. I would love to get this job. I really do.
Remember to Dance Out all the Pains.
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