I cannot decide whether to completely forget or vividly write in my future autobiography that certain happening at work. Before this week came, I was really training myself for this, yet I still feel overwhelmed. I’ve known months before that the inevitable will happen, I was just not expecting it that it will happen that way.
This week, I felt the pressure at work, to be honest. It is no longer a child’s play. I guess, I am finally coming to grip with the reality.
My weekend, contrary to my weekdays, was so chill. I rested too much ’cause I know it will be my last free Saturday. Oh, and I baked chiffon cake on Sunday evening. It wasn’t perfect but I guess it’s alright for a novie like me.
This week was really the reality waving at my face. It was damn frightful, but I guess the only thing I can do is act as a mature person I should be. I still don’t know what will happen, but I believe that if I can dream it, I can be it. I just hope it goes on the Lord’s plan for me.