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the aftermath of popularity contests

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Sep. 3rd, 2002 | 11:54 pm
mood: bitchybitchy

It's sad. I thought I was over the idea of not being an officer on the ballroom team... and I'm really not. As the fall semester approaches and things begin to take shape, there are more emails addressing the officers, inviting them to specific meetings, inviting them to give their input on competitions and so on and so forth. And it hurts every single time I see Erminia's name where mine should be and where I know mine should be. It hurts in a way I can't understand and I can't describe, and perhaps it is just PMS or nerves or general dissatisfaction at the way a lot of things have been done and my realization of the futility of my position. I have no power to affect change. I have no authority, thus I garner no respect, and I have no guilt motivating me to be involved.


I hate my life.

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