I want to go for a run
considering I haven’t gone since Sunday and I’m dying to go and this weather is EVERYTHING right now.
But, I also just got in from the city. My feet feel like death, and I walked round trip over six miles today. In flats. Without coffee. On a few hours of sleep.
This girl needs a nap. And maybe I’ll just go for a walk after dinner with my boyfriend so I don’t get shanked. :(
(via fitsp0)
When you’re so broke
that you can’t afford the subway. So you walk about three miles to your job interview. And then the editor tells you which subway to take back so you don’t get lost—-and you don’t have the heart to tell her it’s not an option.
I hope hope hope I get this paid internship…and a Metro card.
SO much went wrong today.
I’m hoping I can wake up in time to get everything done that needs to be before I head off on my journey tomorrow.
Keep your ears open tonight, God. I’ve got a lot to say, sir.
(Source: loveisallsheknows, via daisie)
(Source: castingathinshadow, via clarabowwithsomewine)
I am so nervous about tomorrow
that I feel like I own nothing profesh enough for this interview.
I do.
I just don’t feel confident in anything. But I’m also poor, so I need to make do.
Today has been
the day from hell.
Today begins the week of job interviews.
This one is at a bank. It’s not going to pay much every two weeks. I’m really not even giving too much of a shit about it.
Time to go make some ridiculous correlation between making checking deposits and my journalism degree.
