Job Interview

Tomorrow at 4 in the evening i have a job interview. And i really desperately need this job. Though i would take it up as a part-time job but i really need it.

 

So i have got my fingers crossed for tomorrow. I hope they like me. I hope they pay me well. I hope i don't sound dumb in front of them. I hope i don't get an inferiority complex.

 

Oh, i so want feel capable of doing this job and getting paid fairly.

 

KJ works there as well. Though he doesn't work for that organization but for one partner in that organization. So he often visits that place and told me that they most probably would hire me. And would pay me well for a part-time job. He said they are fair in their payment to employees.

 

I need this job. I have been broke for a few months. I need to buy so many necessities for myself. For instance, i need a good pair of shoes and a good bag.

 

I need this job. I need a place to go to at least a few days a week apart from the university i study in. And i also need to feel that i am doing something worthy in life, and that i am capable of performing a task and earning for myself.

 

Please. Please. Please.

A Better Me!

I'm somebody who gets sad and feels like crying when i'm not done with my syllabus for my exams.

I'm somebody who shares with my friends and boyfriend about how people in my life irritate me.

I'm somebody who doesn't hang out or socialize much.

I'm somebody who whines a little. Sometimes, a lot.

I'm somebody who gets angry and then keeps that anger within me. Thus, making myself feel all negative and crappy.

So this winter, it is time for a NEW me, a BETTER me.
 

 

I won't change my values because they are the goodness in me but what i need to change is the way i carry my life. It's become boring. Static. Nothing's happening. No hobbies.

So here's my list for this winter. A list for an interesting winter life.

1. Find a hobby.
2. Smile. Be a good company.
3. Be confident. Shoulders-back-chin-up-kinda confident.
4. Expand that tiny pocket in my jeans. Earn a little more this winter.
5. Be more polite to people. Don't forget to say those amazing words- 'Thank You' and 'Please'.
6. Study well.
7. Read a lot of books.
8. Do not be a whiny girl.
9. Avoid arguments. In case i can't, then i'll try to argue sensibly.
10. Act more like an adult. Because i guess that's what i'm.
     

Why you gotta be so mean?

Today i wore this yellow top to the University. It is one of my favourite autumn tops, and the best part about it is that it is long, it has a hood, and it is not gloomy. It is yellowish-orangish kinda colour so it is fresh. Not too bright. But just the right amount of freshness one needs in the Autumn Season.

 

While i was on my way to the university, i saw a group of three girls in their late teens on the subway. Now, being mean teenagers that they were, one of them uttered “Yellow! Yellow! Dirty Fellow!”

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I had my earphones on as i was listening to music so even though i heard what she said, i completely ignored. Though in my mind I cursed that teen b**** and displayed my middle finger a million times. But yes, all of this in my mind. I did not make it obvious to her that i had heard what she had said. She kept chatting with her friends. And every now and then, the girls kept looking at me. As if juding my style and sense of dressing.

 

I watched those girls for a while. Two of them were fat, and the other seemed like one of those teen-mean-queens. I’m not among the people who judge other people on the basis of some physical trait. I would always judge a person on the basis of their behaviour and their intentions. So i studied them for a while. And i told myself that the reason why people are mean to other people in the most extreme or in the slightest way is because they are not happy with themselves; or they think that either their bodies, or their spouses/boyfriends/girlfriends/ or their jobs have disappointed them. So being mean is a way to vent out your disappointment and anger.

 

Every time girls are mean to me about the way i look or the way i dress, i believe that it is because they are not happy with themselves. They are sad souls putting on a plastic lipgloss smile, trying to find love in their not-into-them-boyfriends. Or they do not have any love in their lives, or they are worried that they are incapable for a job, or they do not have true friends.

 

So according to them, i might be a tacky dresser, but in my opinion, they are among the unhappy people in the world. God bless them.