So as an adult, early on you come to realize that the world is not fair. but every once in awhile, the realization refreshes itself in my mind. I found out that this guy who was an intern where I worked in the summer and just applied for a permanent position, got one of the spots. Now I still have no idea but I’m guessing I didn’t get it. This is the same guy that said several times that he wasn’t going to get the job and that he was only getting the interview as a courtesy. He tried to make me nervous the night before the interview telling me that another interview he had with a different department was the most grueling interview of his life. I am trying to be happy for him but I don’t know what to say, he’s just so competitive and seems like he tries to compare himself to others to soothe his own ego.
I see that I have to mak my photobucket public for everyone to be able to see the pics or give a specific password? I’ll post some of the pics later then. I am getting ansty now. I haven’t heard from the company about my interview and they said they’d get back to us by November 1st which is Tuesday. I wonder if this is a good sign that I wasn’t automatically rejected? I had a weird dream that two of the guys got the job and I was congratulating them but feeling sad because I really wanted the job. Who knows, it was an all around strange dream night last night.
Back from Myrtle Beach. We had fun. Walked on the beach on Tuesday. Monday was rainy and windy. We got to play pool. I’m pretty good for a beginner. I beat D sometimes, lol he kept saying “the teacher surpasses the student.” We’re going to keep playing here in NY. I know one billiards place in Flatbush that we can go to. I can’t wait! Will post pics later.
ETA: too lazy to post pics. http://photobucket.com/albums/v647/afrodyt2000/Myrtle%20Beach%20trip/
Saw this on Keisha’s site and thought it I’d do something similar
Facts about me
I have weird crooked fingers as in when I stick my hand out and “straighten” my fingers, the curve upward. My thumbs are the worst; they make the shape of an L almost.
I’ve never smoked anything cigarettes or otherwise, not because I’m a prissy, stuck up, good little girl, mainly because cigarettes stink and I figure if the smell bugs me now, it would be worse if I was actually smoking them, that and when I was a little kid I always thought that if I did anything bad I would get caught, so I saved myself the trouble. Oh and a perfect example of why a law student should not smoke anything other than cigarettes, some one I know is up for this federal job and they of course want a drug test, said individual was trying to figure out how quickly that stuff passes out of your system and not show up on a drug test. I cannot afford to have issues like that. The time has passed for such experimentation.
My life is pretty boring. I’ve never done anything really crazy before and sometimes that saddens me. I mean I feel like I’m too old for that stuff especially now that law school is almost over.
I cheated on an ex once. It was a weird situation and I don’t really consider myself a willing participant but I could’ve left but felt like I couldn’t. LOL I was what 15 at the time and not that smart I guess.
I miss wearing my really short skirts. I used to wear the shortest skirts imaginable (short without being obscenely short though) like one time I wore this dress to school, I was in 3 inch heels and the dress was actually above the guidance counselor’s desk when I was standing in front of it (the desk). She couldn’t really say anything though; it was the last day of class. LOL
I’m a shopaholic but I think everyone knows that by now. I am pretty good at containing it though. I don’t spend money I don’t actually have.
I am terrified that if I have kids I’ll be fat. I’m not loving all this extra “cushion” right now so I’m sure I won’t love even more of it after having kids. Maybe I’ll be lucky and drop the weight easily (we should all be so lucky).
My fiancé’s the only one who’s ever been “that special”; before we met I seriously could care less about sex and had no curiosity about it. Isn’t that weird for a 15/16 year old?
If it wasn’t for law school and college I’d have zero debt. I rarely leave balances on my credit cards and avoid debt like the plague (except for school related debt obviously).
I secretly wish I could either have a super simple, cheap wedding in a pretty garden just him and I or a ridiculously expensive extravagant wedding at a mansion/castle.
Last one for now, I am seriously considering liposuction. No one really thinks I look bad but me and my opinion essentially is the only one that matters. D and I discussed it and he says he won’t try to stop me even though he’s against it. It’s my money and body. Although he will not be so nonchalant if I seriously wanted a nose job. He reminds me that Michael Jackson has far more money than I and access to the world’s best plastic surgeons, and we all know how that turned out.
Crazy things I’ve said that you might find amusing/useful:
Posted as a comment on another Xanga blog:
Whenever someone asks you why you didn’t call him/her back when you said you’d call later “Yes I said I’d call you back ‘later’ which does not denote a specific time frame, so essentially ‘later’ could be at any point in time thereafter i.e. later next week, month or year, and I will call you later.”
My latest motto:
There is a thin line between assertive and bitch, don’t make me cross that line.
I highly respect and actually like REAL bitches i.e. those who are always bitches, they never pretend to be nice, you never have to wonder if today is a good day for them because they are always bitchy and when you see them coming you know you’re in for it. I hate fake bitches who pretend to be nice and then flip on you. At least with a real bitch, you know what to expect.
OK if you are sitting down on the train staring at me the whole train ride while I’m standing up, please do not be stupid enough to actually try to talk to me when we get off the train, a man who does this is in my mind a bitch, lacks balls and just like a bitch, I don’t fuck with them.
This one is priceless:
so there was this guy that used to come in when I worked at this bowling alley in queens (hey it was the summer after my first year of college, lol) so he comes up to the desk one day and he’s looking around like he’s a spy about to transmit confidential info or a man on the run from the police, so anyway he comes up and then says that he knows that my man comes around there and he wants to know if he’s around. So I say no [at this point of course I realize that he was looking all around because he’s a punk, if he had decided that he wanted to step to me regardless of if my man was around or not, I might have respected the fact that he had the balls to do it and maybe I wouldn’t have made the statement that I did]. So he proceeds to tell me that he is “so attracted to me and just had to let me know that he wants me” and of course he says some crap about how he knows I have a man but he just has to let me know how he feels. Umm yeah…. So of course being the smart ass that I’ve always been I reply “you know since you already said that you know I have a man, and I’m really not looking for another one, I have enough friends, and acquaintances so what I really do need is someone who just has money that likes to give it to me, I’m not going to hang out with you, be seen in public with you, not going to have sex with you, not even going to speak to you except when you call me up and say I’ve got some money for you and that it, do you think you want to be that person?” Of course his answer was “no” and that was the end of that. LOL that is by far one of my favorite comments ever.
Last Christmas season, I went shopping with a friend for her sister’s present. So we were in one of those electronic stores on Fulton street and some guy comes all the way around to my other side, like a slithering snake, and he’s asking me questions all whispering in my ear (I hate that) so he asks me how old I am or something equally annoying and I go off and say that it’s not his business but what he needs to know is that I’m engaged. So he says some crap like ‘oh so you’re gonna marry the first fool that whisper shit in your ear’ [OK so generally I don’t cause scenes and let shit slide unless you really piss me off, this really offended me because essentially he was saying that I’m an idiot and would just marry any ass that comes my way.] So I swore I must have misheard him, so I say “what?” and of course he repeats what I thought I heard the first time. So being the educated, intelligent, classy person that I am, I start yelling “excuse me, who the fuck do you think you are, you don’t know me or my man so get the fuck out of my face” he says “fuck you” I say “fuck you” he says something about fucking me I respond “you could never be so special” and of course he walks out the store. The store owner chastised me for stooping to Asshole’s level but said that D should feel lucky because not that many women would have acted that way or been so offended by the comment. Yes, I know I’m crazy but when you are offended sometimes you just have to get it out.
ETA: my mom’s wedding was supposed to be Saturday as in 2 days from now, it’s been postponed, no new date yet. Oh how I love my crazy family.
Dinner at Ruth Chris went well. 3 interviews for 30 minutes each. I knew 2 of the interviewers and by November 1st (ha ha my birthday) there should be a decision. There were at least 10 candidates for the 2 or 3 positions in the legal associate program there. I am dying. I want this job so bad, it’s quite sad. We’ll see if I get it. I heard there’s a rumor that it pays way more than I thought it would. If it’s mine I’ll get it.
OK so to elaborate. About 5 of us who were summer interns interviewed today. I got a few wacky questions but everyone was very nice. One tough question “how do you approach an issue when you don’t have all the facts or don’t know what the outcome will be” My answer…”I would use my best judgment and also consult someone with more experience in the area for guidance as to how to approach the issue.” Yeah that’s how it went down. Funny thing, they told us business casual attire and of course we all wore suits! LMAO I would’ve been pissed it I just had pant and a blouse on. I was the only one in a skirt suit though which considering these are all law school students, was surprising. All in all, I think I did well. I looked professional and I think I sounded good so two weeks. Luckily for half of next week I’ll be in Myrtle Beach. Booked the tril today, we have an oceanfront room, hopefully with a king size bed instead of the two queens but we have a queen here at home so it won’t be any different.
first leg of my day is done finally. I had my tour of Doar in Lynbrook. Had to mail the check to the reception hall because I would have no time to iron my clothes and change before dinner. I’m just checking in quickly now. So I’m wearing a sweater and pencil skirt. I may wear a cardigan over this. I can’t wait for tomorrow afternoon.
So Pieper was ok today. I actually feel like I really am learning the info. I have 14 pages of typed, single-space notes from that class. I am so glad it’s over and the pieper book looks smaller than the BarBri one. I am feeling a little more confident than when I took the BarBri class and he acually taught the material. I didn’t feel like BarBri taught the MPRE material. I am also more confident in my choice to take the Pieper Bar Review instead of BarBri. I have PMBR tomorrow. I am so tired right now and I haven’t done the multiple choice questions yet, 100 questions. Yuck. I can finally breathe on Tuesday afternoon.
So why did my dad just send me a text message, after we haven’t sponken in about 6 weeks? Your guess is as good as mine. At internship placement. The weather is so bizarre. Left home at 8:15 didn’t need my umbrella the whole 6 blocks to the train, yet I go out to get lunch and my pants get soaked. At least my feel stayed dry for the most part. I can’t wait for the rain to be over. I have so much to do between now and wednesday. I need a break.