So this week has been a really hard week for me (and it’s only Tuesday). I had applied and interviewed for two really awesome jobs on campus: one as a tour guide and one as an orientation leader. I really really wanted the tour guide one, and the orientation supervisor one would have just been icing on the cake.
So yesterday I got an email about the tour guide position saying that they could not offer me the position at the time because of the competitive group of people that had applied. My room/soul mate did get another interview with them, which was really hard to me to accept and to feel excited and supportive of her.
On top of that, she also heard back from the orientation job, saying that she had gotten the job. I still hadn’t heard from them, and i got knots in my stomach every time I thought about it. I didn’t sleep hardly at all last night because my mind could not get off of the subject. I have been up since 5 this morning because my mind could not just shut the fuck up.
So today some bras that I had ordered came in the mail. It was late in the day, and I still hadn’t heard about the orientation job. I was really starting to freak out, but decided to try on these bras to see if any of them fit right (being a very large busted girl, all of my bras have to be absolutely perfect because they are so expensive). In the middle of trying on the bras, I get a call saying that I got the orientation supervisor job! I was so ecstatic I started dancing around the room in my bra on the phone. Yes.
Now I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulder, and I could not be happier. Everything will turn out the way that it is supposed to. But if it doesn’t, just buy a new bra for those girls and I promise it will.