A Dentist and A Hospital....the sequel?

So I stayed with my original dentist and got the root canal. It wasn't nearly as bad as I had built it up in my mind. It was actually quite uneventful. It's been a little over a week, but I'm remaining cautious about that side of my mouth. As you may. or may not, know a root canal actually weakens the tooth. That's why you have a crown put on. I did not have a crown put on, so caution is the name of the game for the future. However, to the point, there is no pain and I am feeling well.

On Thursday I went to apply for the job at the hospital. Showered, got dressed up, lil sis drove me down there, dad took me to the office. Yes, I felt like a loser. I filled out an application, and was told that while they were interested in having me I probably won't hear anything for two weeks as the company is in a period of transition. So the waiting begins I suppose.

I've been feeling down, quite a lot, lately. I mean, I'm not off crying in a corner or anything. I'm still laughing and smiling and enjoying myself occasionally. But in the background there's this sort of constant negativity. I guess I'm just at a point in my life where I want certain things, and not having them is getting to me a little bit. That negativity is just bringing me down. To be more specific, the romantic part of life, yunno, the nonexistent one. I'd like to be with someone, but that voice in my head seems to have its say; "NEVER going to happen" "What would they want with you?". I don't know. Things can always change, so you never know. But that voice is pretty loud. Taking a look at myself, maybe I just need to grow up when it comes to things like love. I've gotten better at certain things; I make sure to bury my feelings and keep my mouth shut, and I understand that just because someone is nice to me it doesn't mean they want anything to do with me. So that's good. But I'm sure I could do better.