| ~+* 辻菜摘 ]-:|:-[ Tsuji Natsumi ]-:|:-[ ナツミ *+~ ( @ 2008-07-16 23:09:00 |
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| Current music: | Fast food muzak... |
SO.....
Just got out of the interview thing. Going back next week to talk to a psychologist. Dunno what'll come of it, yet, though.
Typing this out on my phone. Istead of going back home, I ended up going to Michi's work with her, because she had to leave partway through her shit to take me over there. So I'm sitting in a back corner, watching people eat, and feeling awkward as hell.
I got offered fries, but turned them down... I don't wanna get up now that I'm here. OH THANK GOD. Michi came over and offered me a drink, I'm so thirsty. I'm such a wuss, though. There's people here who wanna talk to me, but I can't move. I keep coughing, and I hate it. Makes me think people will stare.
I don't know how much it'll let me type, but I'm hoping it'l let me do it for a little while longer. It's good to have a distraction. The only thing I have with me is Kushiel's Dart, because I grabbed it on the way out. I don't really wanna read it, like I said before, but since I didn't know I was coming here after, I didn't think...