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"There’s still time!" she exclaimed wryly "It doesn’t matter anyway I knoas harder for you than it was for me"

"Really, I am so sorry I have no excuse"

"I don’t want to hear it! What’s done is done, OK? It doesn’t matter"

She started to head for the door

"Wait," I called out after her, not wanting her to leave ot things to blog about Don’t you?"

I shrugged helplessly "I don’t know"

"You know you do Screw everyone Write what happened anyway And if no one believes you it doesn’t matter because I believe you, this Dex dude believes you, and people believe what you tell them to believe It’s just like fashion They’ll hat you tell them to wear"

How cos What a waste

"Oh, and congrats on your new job," she added before leaving the rooing Training a receptionist My sore head

It was time for bed

"Good afternoon, Allingha," Melody, our future receptionist, picked up the phone and answered in an overly saccharine voice

I was leaning against the wall and watching her as she did her first trial run of phone answering I had been training her all h she had done the job in my absence last ithout any trouble Still, I found itto stand back and watch as the torch was passed down Entertaining and extreood receptionist, Melody did She was bubbly, aht have been all for show--most people tried their hardest the first day on the job--so about her screamed "RECEPTIONIST" It could have been she was cute, tanned and blonde, with the whitest teeth I had ever seen north of California Or her enthusiasanizational skills (she filled all the staplers on herbreak, you know, for fun) Or it could have been that she see people, unlike me, who believed a dull stare was just as effective

As I watched her take overon to a new position It was scary, of course, taking on new responsibilities The ood enough On the other hand, reat job and once and for all put all my laziness, procrastination and overall apathy behind ht surprise myself

That didn’trandoh I still hadn’t heard a peep fro hi very low key and casual, but I didn’t want to coht away after a date; it was the sa

It’s stupid how I kept on co our adventure to a date when it was veryout loud, and I started to doubt that would ever happen But I couldn’t help it It felt like I was in some semi-relationship with hiet started!

I shook h

"Did I do so at me inquisitively, phone to her ear I must have drifted off in my head as usual

I shot her a quick s just fine" I, on the other hand, was not Myexcited about the new position and feeling disappointed at the lack of one with Shownet

And I didn’t iot ho spree

Now, I know a shopping spree sounds like a lot of fun, and I know Ada rightfully gave ers when my mother hustled me out the door, but this wasn’t supposed to be an enjoyable experience

My mother usually takes me out on one of these excursions because A) she has bad news and wants to sweeten it up soo all "Eliza Doolittle" on my ass I suspected this trip fell into the latter

"So, what’s the deal, erly pulled the car into the narrowspot for the uet out?" she asked, looking over atI was thirty pounds lighter, but instead of pro, and perhaps a lecture about my diet, I told her to park So hboring car found that funny

Once inside the mall, I felt my heartbeat quicken The crowds, the pushiness, the people in the middle of the hall orked the kiosks and practically ran after you with hand crea to help my panic attacks and was one of the worst places for me, especially when my nerves were shot