Short...but not necessarily sweet.

Well, teaching fair today. There are two schools I interviewed for that I *REALLY* want to work at. I wonder if I even still have a shot, though. You guessed it, no job so far. I think I'm facing a breaking point...I've about had enough of this, and I don't know how much more I can take. It's utterly devestating to be so sure of what you at least THINK you are supposed to be doing only to see doors slam in your face every time you try to get to that point.

I'm not ruling out the possibility that something may come up...but as the time progresses, I get a little bit more pessimistic about all of it. I just can't keep doing this, and if I can't get the teaching job then why the heck am I going to school? I'd love to throw in the towel right now...

...but there's always that damning hope somewhere in the back of my mind, lurking. I wonder sometimes how much longer it will survive.

I hate to sound needy, but I really need prayers and thoughts. I'm at my wits end.