whims

Lightening

i've been petitioning like crazy. "Hi, do you have a second to look at a petition?" I say. "No," they respond, "I'm on break." What does that mean? Would they rather I ask when they're at their desk? Apathy. America. Comfort.

Apparently I've impressed my boss, though. She's invited me to apply to help her and the other guy manage the office. Wow! Opportunity knocks. I'd make good money, but I'd have to sell my soul to the campaign. I guess I could do that. I'll decide tomorrow.

In the mean time, let me let you in on another decision's verdict: I'm staying at WHitman...I'm pretty sure. Georgetown and the fucking system can kiss my ass. Wow. Sorry Grandma. I'm a little bitter. They didn't give me NEARLY enough money. They claim they meet need. Well that "need" would put the average family below the poverty line. Only the rich and the poor get to go to the best schools. If they didn't claim to that everyone who is qualified can go, maybe I wouldn't be so bitter...but I've been told that all I have to do is get in, and then I'll be able to go. Well, I have gotten in. I've also worked hard to earn money, but THERE'S NO WAY! Whatever America, perpetuate your caste system. See if it'll really accomplish what you want it to.

Ahem, so, WHitman seems again to be my option. Luckily, it doesn't sound all that bad to me at the moment. :) So, we'll see....maybe this was supposed to happen......no lightening. Damn.

posted by Marielly @ 9:11 PM