"we are motionless"

the woes of interviews

I had an interview yesterday. It wasn't a job interview or anything of the sort. Just for a small position for a club. Even still, that didn't make the interview any less traumatizing then a normal job interview.

I'm having the after interview hangover. You know, that unwanted feeling of nausea, the constant urge to bang your head on the table when you actually hear the words you said and realize how stupid they must have sounded.

You had better answers to those questions, lots of ideas! Now, if only you had thought of them twelve hours ago.

It doesn't help much that I'm actually friends with the people interviewing me. I guess most people would feel more relaxed in those situations but the fact that they know me personally makes me feel even more pressured.

If you mess up in front of strangers it's far easier to just shrug it off and move on. After all, they'll probably never see you again. But when you are being evaluated by people you truly respect and look up to. Then it's like..."Holy crap omfg what do I do and say?! I hope they don't think I'm some crazy person and stop being my friend after this."

But in retrospect I guess that's just unavoidable. Now whatever happens, happens.

Just got to take it like a man. Er. Woman. Em.. Cat? >w< Yea!

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16 February 2011 9:04:00 AM





"this time is ours"
"Here's what I think, Mr. Wind-Up Bird," said May Kasahara. "Everybody's born with some different thing at the core of their existence. And that thing, whatever it is, becomes like a heat source that runs each person from the inside. I have one too, of course. Like everybody else. But sometimes it gets out of hand. It swells or shrinks inside me, and it shakes me up. What I'd really like to do is find a way to communicate that feeling to another person. But I can't seem to do it. They just don't get it. Of course, the problem could be that I'm not explaining it very well, but I think it's because they're not listening very well. They pretend to be listening, but they're not, really. So I get worked up sometimes, and I do some crazy things."



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