In an age whereby job security is a concern, my alarm is beeping, signalling that I'm raring to go. I'm being put in a unique situation and indirectly placed on a short term holiday, filled with freelancing assignments, the first being Padang. There's another one up this Sunday.
I guess it is something that I shouldn't rush in, however I am beginning to feel the parental pressure to step up. The fact is that I am bound by policy. Which means I have to play the game of my benefactor, the waiting game.
It is the calm before the storm. But it's not exactly stormy-like anyway. I appreciate the stillness of life now, as I can enter in focussed. But in the past few days, I've had some physiological disturbances. Very much linked to the swine flu fiasco but on the other hand had nothing to do with it.
I succumbed to a flu, the conventional type. But living in times such as this, especially after returning from overseas, I can't help but to imagine things.
Then at 4am today, I heard a voice that comforted me. She beeped. It's great to have someone being concerned for you. And despite the distance, I found my solace in prayer. I knew that it'll get better.
So in this period of transition still going, at least I know that university's really over for good as the pass/fail results came out today and showing no signs of failure. Now all that matters are the grades and it is a concern that I lay down in good faith. Will be fine.
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