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The sun was warm and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky!
I met the HeadHunter. I don’t consider this as an interview session; more of like an appointment to further discuss about the industry that we are in. We had coffee. It was all very casual and tongue-in-cheek. Very funny.
The HeadHunter spoke. She’s a good talker, a fine PR lady. I find her lovely, hardworking and an inspiring young woman! And we share the same name :)
I asked her various casual questions about this and that. I tried to be a bit particular and difficult. Then I asked her a lot of hard questions. She answered them well. I think she rocks. I know the English very well, too well; better than her. Therefore, she cannot con me into the job that easily :)

Work Tales – my Pa is right…I will give myself another 3 more months, if I still can’t perform…I will ask for a transfer or I will submit my love letter to Iron Butterfly. I mean, there is certainly no point in wasting my time & energy and at the end of the day, all I get is nothing. I can’t perform, I will get demoralized. Then I will feel terrible enough on my own without being made to feel terrible by someone else who’s of more superior intellect than me such as Celtic, Iron Butterfly or Rufus. I just hope my own stupidity does not kill me. I know exactly where I stand in all of this. I’m not too concerned about it. Nor am I stressed, sad or upset. Maybe you could say, I’m just a little bit impatient.

The other thing is that I feel as though there are not enough of hours in the weekend to do the stuffs that I like :(

Callum was in town for a week before leaving for Italy again. I didn’t spend the whole day thinking of him but the possibilities of us. I shouldn’t be thinking about these things - but I am.