WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?
I am nearly in tears, people: http://ohnotheydidnt.livejournal.com/73877121.html#cutid1
This makes me so happy and I don't really know why. Because I love Taylor? Because I love Harry? Because I love Haylor? Because I love British accents? Because Taylor and Harry are the same height? Because I just woke up? Because it's 33 degrees today?
I have two interviews today. Don't worry, I will smash them and get back to you. It's on.
The bad thing about having two interviews today is that I have to get up, shower, get dressed, look nice, smell nice (eaux), talk nice, shake hands nice and generally be nice. I hate being nice. In fact, I think I'm at my most delightful when I'm being rude and crass.
I'm kind of excited for my two interviews too because I told myself, "Hey, hey you. Regardless of whether you get the job/s or not, it's a LIFE EXPERIENCE." I'm all about the life experiences these days. Didn't you hear about my roguish attempts to break into the school last night?
But seriously. I lived the cloistered life long enough. I'm so ready to live while we're young.
I have to go now. Potentially shower or just look at Haylor pics s'more.
J
About Me
- Junaberry
- I'm a student from Australia who used to have a lot of time on her hands but doesn't have that much anymore. Now she has other stuff on her hands.
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