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Jul. 27th, 2005 09:41 amJuly can be over with now, please. It's already won the distinction of being the worst month of the year, it doesn't need to do anything else to bring the old Irish melancholy out anymore then it already has.
Because I found out yesterday that I didn't pass the foreign service exam and now I'm all woe is me and assorted things. The hope was kind of keeping me going and now, I don't know. Whatever.
Wanna know what I've learned about life? There is no starting over. There is no overcoming the mistakes of the past. Don't spend your adolescence planning for the post-college world? You're screwed for life. Have one semester of college where you're so depressed and sick and the world feels like it's ending and you don't go to class so you fail? It comes back to haunt you again and again and again and there's absolutely no getting over it because everytime something bad happens it'll all come rushing back.
And then you wonder how has being a good girl your entire life helped you out at all? Because you were a missionary and it was great, possibly the best time you've ever had in your entire fucking life and then you get sick and it's over and ever since then everything you've ever done has failed. You've failed and failed and failed and it never seems to end.
So, yeah, I'm wallowing in the depths of self-pity. Go me. Life's a beach and then you drown. What's the point.
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Date: 2005-07-27 02:12 pm (UTC)I want to throw my laptop in my bag, my guitar on my back, my feet in a good pair of sneakers, and start walking wherever the wind will take me.
Unfortunately I live on an island. *curses*
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Date: 2005-07-27 05:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-27 02:22 pm (UTC)I have a small but joy-bearing package going out to you today that I hope will divert you at least for a little while. Sekrit Pretend Worlds and all that.
I'm going to opt out of the "you're not a failure" pep talk for the moment, as you are clearly not in the place to hear it. But believe me, I have the pep talk ready, and will administer when the weight on your shoulders is lessened enough that you can raise your head and squint at the light at the end of the tunnel. In the meantime, I am mentally hugging and rocking you and petting your hair.
Love love love,
cynthia
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Date: 2005-07-27 05:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-27 07:42 pm (UTC)Wallowing in the depths
Date: 2005-07-27 02:35 pm (UTC)I'm sorry you're having such a rotten month, and that your hopes for foreign service aren't working out. I hope that something good comes along soon.
*hugs*
Re: Wallowing in the depths
Date: 2005-07-27 06:10 pm (UTC)Sometimes you just need to curl up in a corner and indulge.
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Date: 2005-07-27 02:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-28 01:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-27 02:54 pm (UTC)Biggest of *HUGS* and much hope that all the good karma you must have stored up by now comes your way soon.
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Date: 2005-07-28 01:20 pm (UTC)*big, big hugs*
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Date: 2005-07-27 07:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-28 01:21 pm (UTC)Thanks so much for the hugs. *hugs you right back*
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Date: 2005-07-27 10:09 pm (UTC)I'm so sorry. July is so very Sucky McSuckSuck.
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Date: 2005-07-28 01:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-28 04:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-28 01:24 pm (UTC)*big hugs*