I am so fucking FED-UP of France.

I have a one-year hole in my CV. I don’t do anything all day. I send and send and send and send and nothing ever comes back. All I get are rejection letters from all the freaky jobs I apply for. I search and search and seach and come up with… surprise… Nothing. To continue the Nothing Thread : There is nothing in the south of France except pastis and silly southern accents. Sure, this is the place to be if you’re an engineer, most especially in nuclear, but I’m not an engineer fuckit and I just want to go to work and start to live again. It’s been too long and there have been too many rejections and there have been too many hours wasted, and soon there will be an equally wasted 25-year-old girl sitting on a futon with her brain cells ebbing away while she bites at her nails and watches her life disappear.

Oh wait that’s already happening.

No worries mi amigos.

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