Ok, so I haven't heard back from my job yet. I think I'm going to have to come to terms with the fact that I am going to have to apply for more than one job before I actually find some decent work. Sigh. Job hunting is so depressing. No wonder so many people go on the dole. I would so get the dole too, if only my parents weren't so rich. Or they could be rich, and sign that form thing saying that they don't support me. But they are too, like, honest for that. Which I guess is good, as I don't want to be like that pov ginger woman on that Centrelink ad who is all "they had to pay back six grand!" and who then promptly runs to her nearest office to tell them she's moved in with her abusive boyfriend who is not the father of her child and is probably the same guy from the "sssh, don't tell Mummy" ad. Because that would be a nuisance.

Sigh. I don't deal with rejection well. Especially as I was SURE I was going to get this job, as it would have been ideal for me and no one would have performed better in that role. Secretly I'm one of those people who tends to believe that everything happens for a reason, and that the universe will eventually unkink itself and I will suddenly, somehow find myself in a happy, good place. However, it doesn't look like this is that exact moment. Hmmph. Which is a shame, as I already started buying my interview outfit. ANNOYING.