I thought this would be my year. I thought this summer would be the best ever.
I had internship and a girl that looked like she was way into me. I was going to Florida for that internship.
By the end of it I was the only one without a full time job offer, the girl despite being very receptive on the first date has refused to go out with me since, Florida was miserable as my depression decided to flare up like never before there.
A friend also burned our friendship to the ground over a off color joke I made. 4 years goes down the drain in 10 seconds.
The only thing I walked away from the summer with is some money from the internship and irritable bowel syndrome. IBS is just the sort of thing I needed to make my last semester very enjoyable.