So life is kind of crappy; I can deal. I can make lemonade from lemons.
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Okay, so I've come to realize that, in life, I am just not destined to be happy or get anything I deserve, or anything I really want. It's not that I am upset about not getting the position on the Hillel Executive Cabinet, because I can live without it, but I thought that I was in. More than one person told me that I blew the interview panel away, that I had the best interview that they had seen, and then I didn't get it. I believe that I am more confused than anything else.
But hey, I was told two things by a special person, and I felt a bit better:
1. At least you have not sold your soul to the devil.
2. You probably wouldn't want to be a on a cabinet that chose Lauren Sandweiss over you, anyway.
Yeah, umm, anyway...I hate my stomach, for obvious ongoing troubles, but I also hate doctors. I am trying to take a short leave of absence from work, but the stupid gastroenterologist won't write a letter stating my condition. Hello, I am often in debilitating pain! I need time to go through diagnostic testing and such, and then surgery. The PA at the doctor said that people have their gallbladders removed all the time, and that is true, but do they do it alone, 1400 miles away from family and such? I don't think so. She also said you have it out and return to work 3 days later. Maybe if you work in an office or something, but I work in a fucking grocery store, as I have yet to find a better position.
Okay, I think that I am hungry now, and I am realizing that I have eaten next to nothing today, so I must find food, do some homework, realize that I have no life, and go to sleep.