"the unanswered question, the resolute doubt"

on the job search for this semester. I have all the time in the world, a great resume, and I’m broke. I’ve applied to at least 10 places [granted, none have been fast food places….ugh don’t want to go there again but I may have to], and some places with friends working there already to put in a good word. 

And I have not been even contacted. Period. 

It must be a sign from God that I’m supposed to spend as much time with my graduating boyfriend as I can during our last semester together. Or else my resume really sucks.