noodles

what a week!

it started off monday with an interview at medvance, which is a medical college in houston. they have programs that are about a year to complete for people who want to go into the medical field. the job i interviewed for was a high school recruiter. my job would be to form relationships with high schools, visit there and share information about the school, and then follow-up with the kids and parents. sounds easy enough. could even be fun. but the interview was HORRIBLE. i kept stumbling on what i was trying to say. i just wasn't on my game. i sent a thank you note, but i'll be very surprised if i get a call back.

i've worked five hour days at the intimate apparel store the last three days. i'm catching on to a lot of things, but the selling isn't coming natural to me. i'm not meeting any of my goals. i am trying not to take it personally because it's only week two, but i'm hard on myself.

today i had an interview with Writers in the Schools. they are looking for creative writing teachers. it's a part-time gig, but sounds like something i would really enjoy. i won't know anything until august 19th. even if i'm brought on board as a writer, there isn't a guarantee that i'll be put in a classroom. that decision wouldn't be made until early september, so i've got to get some eggs into other baskets.

i saw an ad on craiglist for after school care. the woman is really interested in me because of my background. that job would be M-F from 2 pm - 6pm. i don't know how my hours at the intimate apparel store would work around this.

plus, i'm supposed to teach at HCC on Saturdays. with all these part-time jobs i've got too much on my plate. i really need something full time to come along.

to add to the stress, i was supposed to get my last pay check today. it wasn't direct deposited so i bet it was mailed. which means that they probably don't have my updated address so who knows when i'll get that check. the bad thing is, i already mailed off my rent check. i'm probably going to have to call him and tell him something.

i'm just feeling stressed out and down on myself tonite. i feel like i fucked up somewhere and am getting "what i deserve" because of it. it really sucks!