Interviews, making the impression, knowing your competitors, thinking about giving up and why am I trying so hard for things which seemed to be so impossible.
Am I really aiming high to get disappointment?
Regrets. Regrets. Regrets.
All those times for the camp, preparing for it, trying to make the impression again.
Impression. Impression. Impression.
There's 23 people in total who applied for house, including me who switched last min.
15 would be selected, 8 would be kicked out.
I'll be lucky if i can get in.
Please don't let me work under her. I would rather die man.
Let me have it. Let me take up the job instead. Let me really try out something new, let me go beyond my limits. Let me try.
I have never wanted anything this badly. heh.
Hope. I can only hope then, since my interview was screwed. 'Another she' spoke well too.
15/23. 15/23.
I don't to be the 8s.
I want to belong somewhere in there.
By the way, I'm really sorry for today. I appreciated very much on what you've done. Thanks.
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