Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Well, aside from the fact I'm feeling very blue and very alone here in Jacksonville with the gang now departed and headed for Memphis (and I didn't even remember to get pictures, dammit), I got some extra wonderful news tonight. I'm not feeling to willing to discuss it, but just to briefly vent. Apparently my parents already knew this, but kept it from me all weekend cause friends were in town and they knew I'd be upset. Well, to make this all short, apparently the job I interviewed for at Starbucks on Thursday was filled...on Thursday after I was interviewed...by someone else, someone whose husband apparently works with my dad (thus the reason the rents knew this). I was told, on Thursday after the interview, that a decision would be made this Wednesday (or no later than that, at least). Another liar. And although I wasn't particularly sure that this was the job for me, it still hurts like hell.

This never ends. I hate my life. I'm frustrated beyond words to even express it.