It leaves you available for the even better job where they will properly appreciate you. Keep your chin up. Literally. With your head held high, you come across as confident, which is uber-sexy to hiring managers. I hope your next interview comes soon, and is THE job.
Not sure why'd you want to give up due to something as silly as age. My parents are six years apart and have been happily married for 24 years, together 29. A friend of mine's parents are 12 years apart and have been together for 25 years. I could list numerous examples. When you boil it down, you gotta' stop feelin' sorry for yourself, because that's all you're doing, seize the day, and take action. In the end, you tried and, most importantly, realize you're still breathing. Only thing left is to try again. Success is not defined by achievement, but by our ability to pick ourselves up each time we fall, and press on. Age is such an arbitrary thing when it comes to younger relationships, because we're afraid or worried about what others think of us. 27 years old is not old at all. I'm 23, and you and me have not even grown feet yet. We still have little stubs and might have just begun to crawl. Thirty is when humans begin to fully mature, and it makes me cringe inside when I hear people refer to themselves as old when they haven't even crested forty. Eighty years is old. You and I have not even experienced life yet. If you think about it, you've probably only been applying your brain responsibly for what, ten years now? Maybe a little more? What the hell is a decade? A microscopic speck in comparison to the Universe, and the rest of the time-line. @Maihdal Thoughts and prayers out to you. I am no stranger to loss. One of my really good friends overdosed this passed Christmas, and so have about 15 other friends of mine in the last two years, but he was the one I was closest to. Shitty thing. But, Death is an aspect of life one most grow accustomed to, for even the tree has to shake away its leaves in order to feed the Earth, and spring back to life. My grandfather's passing was a tough one, because my dad spoke at the burial, and I've seen him cry four times my entire life. Two during both of my interventions, when his brother died in a snowmobile accident, and when he buried his father, and that choked me up something serious. Message me anytime if you need anything, or want to vent your frustrations.
Sigh...I don't feel like I don't feel like writing a D*** thing. And I don't know why...I have never had this writers blocks so strongly before. I don't even feel like RPGing, I LOVE RPGING what the heck is wrong with me? I'm just staring at my computer.... not doing anything
Maybe you're just tired? Need some time off, a change, a little distraction before you go back to writing?
First day of school. Lots of hard classes, but I'm staying optimistic. My stress level was literally zero until my girlfriend calls me, crying, saying how she gives up. Then she projects the blame onto me, claiming she did an assignment due Monday before an assignment due tomorrow because she was going to give me the answers to the Monday assignment if I gave her the answers to tomorrow's. That's not my responsibility, nor does cheating help you learn anything, and in an Advanced Placement class you want to learn as much as you can. And any advice I gave her or encouragements I gave her were met by her saying I sounded too asinine and arrogant. I understand she's under a lot of stress, but damn..
I have to comb my way through the whole forum to find and read the next posts I am subscribed to. My settings won't link to any new posts i replied to. The eff is wrong in the universe. I am not happy.
Typical. I drink coffee and two bottles of apple juice tomorrow, and my stomach makes sure I suffer the entire g--d--ned night. I kept waking up every two hours because of stomach pains, and it looks like I'll have to drink tea and eat toast for breakfast to get my pathetic excuse of a stomach to 'remember' how to digest food without having a ----ing MELTDOWN about it! Jesus, mind explaining to me why we have yet to evolve out of needing a stomach to survive?! Seems once a month or so, I get down with this and it is really annoying.
Do I understand it right that you get stomach pains tonight from something you're going to drink tomorrow? There was a wine with similar results in some Terry Pratchett books, but I never knew it was real. On a more serious note, I have found out something similar - mixing tea and juice doesn't agree with me, although it never went that far. Hope you're better soon.
I'm so angry about my brother's situation right now! My brother became a Father 6 weeks ago. He changed his lifestyle completely from party to working hard over the nine months of pregnancy and in 6 weeks the baby was born he has been out twice, once for his birthday and once at a family get together with his girlfriends family (the girlfriend was out with him as well) I am very proud of him! But at that party some jumped up, 21 year old, college drop it with no life experience thought it was ok to go up to him, punch him in the chest and give him some drunken, slurring bullshit about how 'You're a Dad now, you shouldn't be drinking (even though the Mother and her best friend was drunk too) and you're working too much and neglecting Deacon (he works five days a week to provide for his family and when he goes home all he does is spend the time with his girlfriend and son) because my family are very non confrontational, he just laughed in her face, told her to go away and walked off but it has affected him, now he feels like he has to prove himself to everyone and everything. What makes it worse for me though, is that the girlfriend and some of the girlfriends family are actually trying to defend this bitch and her actions AS IF SHE HAS ANY RIGHT TO TELL MY BROTHER HOW TO BE A PARENT AND SCOLD HIM! Even if he was a bad parent she'd have no right to say anything to him, she is nothing to do with him or the his son but the reality is he has completely turned his life around for this child (not that he was bad in the first place, just liked to party with his friends) works five days a week and then works as a parent when he gets home and at the weekend. I rang him last night, we were on the phone literally five minutes before his girlfriend was shouting on him and he said he had to go because he had to help put the baby to bed (??? We hadn't spoken for weeks and she wants to nag him about talking to his sister???) I know that this is giong to get brushed under the carpert, he wont say anything and then other members of his girlfriends family i.e. her sister is going to think they can also tell him what's what when it comes to his lifestyle. I hate the thought of him being trapped up there with no family to stick up for him and surrounded by her clannish family. I raised that boy from him being 14 and watched what we both dealt with following the death our Mother, then GrandMother, then GrandFather and the deteriation of our Father who became an alcoholic and left the home. I watched him deal with all of that with dignity and grace and grow into, against all odds, a well put together individual and to have some jumped up, lassy who couldn't handle uni in the big bad city so ran back to her mummy and daddy so they could buy her a car and let her drink her life away, try to tell my brother what's what is soul destroying and infruriating. *huge scream* Rant over... maybe...
Haha, leading quite neatly on from Mackers post... 4 weeks tomorrow I'll turn 30! And I'm having a total pity party about it. I'm happy with my lot, logically I know that 30 is hardly old (especially compared to 29) but nevertheless, ugh! I'm just hoping a little angst at any round-number birthday is natural
Isn't it still possible to set yourself up for the exact same situation even when you're thirty? (laments)
My eye is extremely irritated (maybe infected, I don't know) after I found an eyelash behind my contact yesterday. My eye has been crying and hurting the entire night, but it seems to be slightly better now. I've taken an eye bath, and if that doesn't change anything I guess I'll use some eye drops or something. Sigh.
Just got done with a crying breakdown, talking to my mom for a half hour about life stuff. Growing up is hard...
@Jess Yeah, it really is... I feel bad for you... But hang in there. If you do, eventually you'll wake up one morning and say, "Everything's not so bad!"
@Asune I am 18. My main problem was I just got back from a driving instructor class and I was really angry at how I did and at the guy that was teaching me. I'm trying not to feel rushed about it, but sometimes I feel like my brain is going 100 miles an hour. @Pheonix Thank you, that means a lot! And, you're completely right.
@Jess: So I see. You're still on an age where is hard to hold back your emotions... Still there isn't something wrong in releasing them. At the contrary is pretty bad to hold them too much time... Still, there are many times to release them... although you should feel thankful that you have a mother who you trust enough to release them.
I've lost my memory stick with two years worth of writing in it. I went out last night and it must have fell out of my pocket somewhere in the city. Gutted. I've learnt a hard lesson...Always have two copies