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I was optimistic recently because I thought that best buy was calling me in a third time. This was even more so because the man who I talked to before said it's probably so I can go get a drug test. So I thought I was pretty much hired. I tried calling sunday and the person who does the hiring wasn't there. I tried monday.... same thing.... I tried today and she said it was an old message I heard. I said really? I thought it was a recent message.... she then told me "Let me look through my files and get back to you". Well she hasn't... I think that was one of those polite rejections.
On the bright side I think I got the project I was working on with acrylic paint fixed. It's not as perfect as it was before but under the kind of light I have in my room it looks good and that's what's important. I'll be posting before\after pictures here soon. In a way though I think the way I fixed the imperfections the way I did has given an otherwise factory made cheap piece of furniture more character.
I kind of had a little disagreement with my mom today. It's because I think she works too much and she doesn't give herself much time to sit down and smell the roses to to speak. She said she doesn't want to and that she likes to clean. I like doing things with her but I feel that she shouldn't bust her butt so much working here like she's the only one doing it. I think she needs to give herself permission to relax every once in a while. I ended up doing most of the things she was going to do and she sat down with us and watched a movie in HD. It's my job to do the butt busting around here... hell it's mostly just me living here and the parents only visit. My mom has this compulsion where she thinks everything has to be done right away. Like she asked me to put the dishes away and I was busy and was going to do it right after and she said she can't relax and listed put away the dishes as one of the things he has to to. I fully intended to put them away and I did.
I just wanted to mention that I think I worry too much about what others think of me and the things I do for myself. Like me painting my toenails black. I admire those people who have the guts to do what they want to their bodies. I don't because I worry about being hired. But at least my toenails can be hidden with shoes. But I'm learning to relax and be myself and it's making me a happier person despite having lost some friends this month. I went up to my mom and said this is how I like it and I couldn't be happier. She talked like she accepted it.
I'd like to say that I'm just relaxing and believing that the right friends and the right girlfriend\future wife will come along but it's hard especially given my history. Most friendships don't last except the ones you don't expect to. Or it's like sometimes you can't really choose your friends. They choose you and sometimes the people who annoyed you the most at first end up being the best friends. Others just drift away and or excommunicate you.
I'm also feeling like maybe I talk to much when I'm talking to my IM friends. I had a friend last night who I was talking to who just stopped talking to me for no reason. Today I had a friend who stopped talking and then many minutes later says that she's going to bed. It may just be coincidence but in the place I am in emotionally I'm feeling like any friend may drop me like a sack of garbage for any reason.
The reason why I talk too much when they show up is because they are hardly ever around and when they are a lot of things have happened that I would like to talk about. I don't know what to do.
On the bright side I think I got the project I was working on with acrylic paint fixed. It's not as perfect as it was before but under the kind of light I have in my room it looks good and that's what's important. I'll be posting before\after pictures here soon. In a way though I think the way I fixed the imperfections the way I did has given an otherwise factory made cheap piece of furniture more character.
I kind of had a little disagreement with my mom today. It's because I think she works too much and she doesn't give herself much time to sit down and smell the roses to to speak. She said she doesn't want to and that she likes to clean. I like doing things with her but I feel that she shouldn't bust her butt so much working here like she's the only one doing it. I think she needs to give herself permission to relax every once in a while. I ended up doing most of the things she was going to do and she sat down with us and watched a movie in HD. It's my job to do the butt busting around here... hell it's mostly just me living here and the parents only visit. My mom has this compulsion where she thinks everything has to be done right away. Like she asked me to put the dishes away and I was busy and was going to do it right after and she said she can't relax and listed put away the dishes as one of the things he has to to. I fully intended to put them away and I did.
I just wanted to mention that I think I worry too much about what others think of me and the things I do for myself. Like me painting my toenails black. I admire those people who have the guts to do what they want to their bodies. I don't because I worry about being hired. But at least my toenails can be hidden with shoes. But I'm learning to relax and be myself and it's making me a happier person despite having lost some friends this month. I went up to my mom and said this is how I like it and I couldn't be happier. She talked like she accepted it.
I'd like to say that I'm just relaxing and believing that the right friends and the right girlfriend\future wife will come along but it's hard especially given my history. Most friendships don't last except the ones you don't expect to. Or it's like sometimes you can't really choose your friends. They choose you and sometimes the people who annoyed you the most at first end up being the best friends. Others just drift away and or excommunicate you.
I'm also feeling like maybe I talk to much when I'm talking to my IM friends. I had a friend last night who I was talking to who just stopped talking to me for no reason. Today I had a friend who stopped talking and then many minutes later says that she's going to bed. It may just be coincidence but in the place I am in emotionally I'm feeling like any friend may drop me like a sack of garbage for any reason.
The reason why I talk too much when they show up is because they are hardly ever around and when they are a lot of things have happened that I would like to talk about. I don't know what to do.
