epic FAIL

I would like to start posting up some video-blogs. The laziness of society has seeped into my blogspot, and now sometimes I rather just chat than type. I don't really know how to post videos on here, but I'll try and think of something.

I recorded my first one today, but I doubt I'll post it. I saw it more as a practice run. Anywho, it would have been about the job fair I went to today.

Alright, so UTB has this "job fair" every semester where employers come looking for... well, employees obviously. I had been planning on going for a while, and I was actually looking quite forward to it, but when it came down to it, it just overall sucked. I woke up this morning and got dressed in some pinstriped skirt and navy blue blouse, and I hated it. i hated it. i hated it.

I came in to work before the job fair, and it was obvious people preferred the corporate sylvia over the real one. I got a couple of "guapas" and "pretty!" and I just thought to myself: "what a shame that people don't think that about the real me." made me a bit sad to be honest...

When I got out of work, I drove to the job fair. I had to take out my piercing and I brushed my hair to hide my dyed bangs. All I could hear was "sellout".

The job fair was a bust. Police forces, military recruitment, Stripes, and even Auntie Anne were some of the notables hiring (wtf are stripes and auntie annes doing there??) I left and got interviewed for The Collegian, and some rapper who says "thas waz up" when he thinks something is cool and who i have two classes with asked for my number.

Seriously, dude. why do you do that? i have a freakin' class with you. you are going to make things awkward when I choose to ignore your phone call!!!!!!!

whatever. now i'm just ranting. i'm so upset at how horrible it felt selling out. abduwilbduwefnsduklcnui! why can't i just drop out and love Jesus all day???

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