I found out that I didn’t get into the Cincinnati Internship program.

I called all of my friends and my boyfriend balling my eyes out.

I’ve wanted this since I was 5 years old.

I had to call the zoo, they said they sent an e-mail to everyone who applied, I never got mine.

I was just thankful I didn’t have to have the actual person tell me. As soon as she said no on the voicemail, I started crying. I knew I would have cried on the phone.

I just spent the day with my friends, got out of the house.

We went to the mall. It seemed like everywhere I looked, I saw animal print. Not good.

Even my journal is animal print. I started it hoping I’d have my internship and I could write about that in there.

Now it’s a lie.

Luckily I have another one, with a zebra on it.

Today is not a good day…:(