Coming from the best interview I’ve ever had (I don’t mean this sarcastically. It was a great interview with a very intelligent, poised and warm interviewer), I found out (1) that I won’t be able to submit my IELTS application, just when I was able to have the money to pay for it, because of my lack of foresight; (2) that JC has just made another of his gazillion lame excuses to not meet up with me and Leng; (3) that Leng has a prior commitment this afternoon and will only be available nighttime; and (4) that Precs has her training until 8:30 so I won’t able to ask her what she thinks about what’s happening and why it’s happening.
I found myself crying inside my car, after a couple of months of not being able to do so. One really shouldn't cry and drive. And I was travelling in EDSA, mind you. With just one interview, all of my issues in life flashed before me and wham! my falls of tears started flowing. I don't even remember how i was able to reach malate..
But it was nice to pour out my emotions like that. With no one to see the tears, no one to hear the cries..
I was on the Kamuning flyover when I uttered a silent prayer and surrendered everything to Him.. I felt really good and calm afterwards..I knew it wouldn't be easy..But I knew He'd help me get through..
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