… so, I didn’t get the job. Considering it was my first interview (a side-effect of working for your parents or freelance for my entire career history) and I was recovering from the flu, it wasn’t unexpected . I thought I did a good job though, so I was pretty disappointed when I found out. Actually, an awesome job. I was smiling the entire time, listening and participating. So, I’m disappointed and frustrated. It’s quite hard for me to put myself out there, so it was especially hard to find out that I didn’t make the cut. Plus, I now can’t get my new laptop or tablet for university, since I was relying on the employee discount. Argh!
But I have a few other applications out there, so surely one of those will turn up something and I can earn a little bit of extra money for moving next year. Assuming I get a place at Uni… but let’s not go there just yet. I need to be confident about something!
Right now, I’m going to focus upon getting my portfolio ready, mess around with my camera, redesign both my websites and work on my novel (Nanowrimo is only two weeks away! :geek:)- maybe drum up some web design work in the meantime.
Meanwhile, we’ll be bringing Mabel home on Saturday the 27th of October (my sister is so psyched; Mabel’s wicker basket is full of all the fancy things my sister has bought that little puppy – I think the only thing we’re missing is some sort of cushion or pillow for the basket, which my sister is planning on sewing herself), and I turn 25 on November 7th. Quite frankly, age is just something other people measure things by – I’m just me, and some number isn’t going to stop me being me. Still, I kind of wish that number would stop going up
Seriously, where did the year go?!