Time for another rant...

Not too much has changed recently but I did have another interview this last week. It didn't go super well so if they don't hire me I won't be too surprised. I did just get a second job as an on-call health screener doing health assessments which I did for my internship in school so hopefully that will give me a little more experience and help me down the road.

I'm now at a point of trying to determine what to do next. Do I keep applying to job after job and going to interview after interview only to be rejected time and time again? How much rejection can one person handle? Do I go back to school and major in something that I find interesting but maybe doesn't have the best job outlook right now but hope that in two years things will have turned around? Or do I pick a different career field that I might not like as much but you can always get a job in? I'm literally at an impasse here and need to make a decision quick or else it will be made for me and I don't necessarily like that option. I just wish somebody would tell me what to do and make it possible for me to do so at the same time. Being an adult is not all it's cracked up to be!

There's my rant for the job outlook and here's my rant on something else that's bothering me:

What happened to female camaraderie? I was always taught that if your friend is dating someone, then you shouldn't turn around and try to date that same person. I realize there is no rule set in stone on this but I find it shocking (and disgusting!) how some people just disregard the feelings of others.

And the final rant (although it's not totally a rant I guess, just something that is bothering me):

I feel like Denver is haunting me. I know that sounds strange but lately things have been reminding me of Denver. A couple of weeks ago I went with a group of "friends" (okay they are my friends I'm just annoyed with a couple of them, see above paragraph) to Temple Square to see the Christmas lights. We decided Trax would be the best way to get to and from downtown (WRONG!) so as we were waiting at the platform on Main Street I looked across the street and saw somebody who was in my ward in Denver. I couldn't speak to him since he was across the street obviously but I think this messed with my head a little since I've had a dream practically every night about moving back to Denver. I look back on my time there fondly now but as I read some of the things I've written while living there or just take the time to really think about it, my time there was not the happiest I've ever been. Time to look forward and not back! And on a side note, I remember why I moved to Denver in the first place: the men! No offense to the men in my current ward, but not one of them can hold a candle to this guy! Oh well, I guess I missed my chance yet again...

I do feel a little better now. Thanks for bearing with me (if anyone actually reads this)!