February 19, 2002 :: 1:14 p.m.
oh so nervous and jittery
I have to leave soon. My interview is at three, and I have pick up my transcript at CV before two. I'm getting antsy. I'm getting nervous. My stomach is all fluttery and I haven't even eaten anything disagreeable. I'm not good at meeting people. I make horrible first impressions, because I'm quiet and awkward and uncomfortable until I know someone. So the thought of being in a room with a stranger who is, in part, decided my future is freaking me out a little bit. Okay, it's freaking me out a lot. I want to hide under the covers and read
Memoirs of a Geisha for the 43rd time and not worry about what an ass I'm going to make of myself.
Erm. Tummy, you need to calm yourself. Vomiting on someone isn't as endearing as you may imagine.
back & forth
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