one small girl

sweet as a eucalyptus, terrible as a tempest

this is serious

tomorrow is my second interview.
there goes my zen again.
the lazybones, reclusive me is tortured by this repetition of the emotional rollercoaster it underwent just last week.
but i'm not panicked or frantic anymore
just blank

boy, i think that's worse.

okay, really. this. is. serious.
the president did not show up last time. which was fantastic because my panic fizzled into calm, stable eunmi instantly
but he will tomorrow so maybe i'll be frantic again.
oh dear oh dear.

what's he gonna ask me?
is he gonna review the slam book i signed for their hr and make me explain why i wrote what i wrote?
name your 5 greatest assets and why. name your 5 greatest liabilities and why.
my big mouth. that is my asset and my liability. okay.

wish me luck.
pray me over.
working girl again.
am i ready for the world?
do you all know that this panicky franticky display is twilight zoney abnormal of me and that i have no idea why i am being so?

posted by: onesmallgirl at 00:08 | link | |