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I don't want to get too excited, but I recieved a boost in confidence about my possible job. Maxx was joking with me. He made the comment about "You need to hurry up and be management so (mumble, mumble)." I told him I was hoping to get it. He told me I would. My only worry was a guy that was super-boy. Maxx informed me that the guy wouldn't be getting the job, because he failed his management test. So my biggest opposition is no longer a thought. I don't know who else is going for the job, and Maxx couldn't tell me, so I don't know how much I still need to worry. He seems to be convinced that I'll get the job. I am totally excited, but not too excited because that would be a jinx. I just really, really, really, really, really want this job and I want it now. It would be good for me, to get this job. I am so excited, and so scared, and so worried, and so out of control.
So sick and tired of the roommate. You would think that a twenty-three year old, married woman, who has a good relationship with her parents and husband, would be able to keep a clean home and cook and be an adult. She is so freaking needy. I can not wait until she moves out. I will have this place all to myself. Then I can be needy. All by myself.
I want this job
I want no roommate
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