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Friday, 12 February 2010 |
I should be in west coast now enjoying the company of my relatives in my father's side. Instead, I was held to wait another week, then another week, for an update on that job offer I was told about. I wish they know what they are doing to me. They said they're working on it and that they could probably give me a week vacation before I start on the real job. A week? My plan was a month, come on! Frustrated. At least that is how I am feeling right now. Who wouldn't be? I can't blame the people around me for being skeptical about all these. I don't even want to talk about it now. It's a topic that I don't want to bring up. There, I said it. I'll keep everyone posted once there's a good news (believe, like richard willich).
Anyhow, I know everything happens for a reason. Like I wouldn't enjoy my vacation because I have been sick for the past two weeks and now I am taking my antibiotics for my cough (this time, I did not pay for $70 for my amox). My fault. I played outside during the snowstorm. Well, I am not supposed to go out until Sunday. And I am going out because there's a party. 
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