Another one of those days when I didn’t feel like getting out of bed. I could feel it in my bones that today was going to be a bit rough. Honestly, I’m about ready to leave the program.
To start, I had to participate in a mock interview, posing as the interviewer for my interview class. The person I interviewed seemed to be confident in her role, but I seemed awkward, couldn’t keep up with taking notes while listening to what she was saying, and completely overlooked some of the question I needed to ask for a better grade. The interview only last fifteen minutes, but it felt like an eternity. It was awful.
In my internship class, three groups had to give a presentation about their companies and how it related to a certain theme (ex: leadership, gender, hierarchy, etc.) I was really glad I didn’t have to present that day, because I didn’t feel like talking to any body else. Still, it was entertaining watching a group of girls present because they were a boisterous bunch and actually made their presentation hilarious.
After classes where over, I went back to the flat to chill with my roommate. I was going to take her to see The Play That Goes Wrong tonight. We originally planned to go out and eat, but my roommate decided to order instead. It irritated me because the food came late, making us leave late. When we got to the tube station, instead of hopping onto a train, she stood back and said it was too full. I snapped at her a bit because 1.) there was plenty of space to get in, and 2.) compared to all the rush hours she’s been in, she should know when a train is full. Long story short, we ended up late to the play. I was pissed because we had to wait outside and watch the start of the play on a screen until we had the go to make our way to our seats. (Luckily, our seats where on the end).
Throughout the entire show, I was steaming, and I couldn’t really enjoy myself. I kept looking over to see if she at least was, but she looked unamused. Of course, this is only my perception because I’m already in a bad mood. But once the play was over, I asked her if she liked it, and she simply shrugged and said it was ok. In that moment, I really felt annoyed because I bought these tickets for her to have a good time and laugh, but I felt extremely unappreciated. I didn’t say anything all the way back to the flat.
Obviously, I only made things worse for myself today, that I something I have yet to learn to get away from. Once I’m in a bad mood, it sticks.