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Can't just a miracle happen to me?

Why can’t just a miracle happen to me? Why do I have to settle for that stupid job? At least my second job should be something that's meaningful and that I like, don't you think?

I'm just stupid, and maybe I have to join that job on the 2nd of next month. I gave the interview on May 9th. Yep, I know—I didn’t want to do that for the first two weeks after selection. Then, when I showed interest, they said they would send the offer letter, but it's been a whole month and I still haven’t received it.

In these 4 days, I just want some miracle to happen to me and offer a better role and pay. I don’t want to be stupid...studying for 6 years and doing a 20k job. I hate it. But also, I’m exhausted, and I don’t want to waste my time. It’s already been a year since I graduated, and I hate applying to jobs and receiving the same automated replies for every application.

Universe, if you are listening, please send me a job that I deserve. I mean, all the stupid things happen to me. For the dreams and desperation that I have, the offers I get are the worst. I don’t want to feel like this. I hate this.

Miracle, please happen to me.

-Mysterygirl

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  1. A miracle will happen. Keep yourself ready for it.

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    1. Its kind of happend I guess, I have joinedin a job and Thank youu

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  2. Congratulations! I look forward to getting more information about your new position.

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