I'm gonna start training in the nation's best finishing school (as they say it) in exactly 1 week from now. Nervous. Pensive. Feels like first day of school all over again when you are going to a brand new place of learning where you don't really know anyone yet. Everyone and everything is going to be new. There are gonna be tests and exams and you wonder if you will fare well. You've heard of horror stories where people get 'retained' and you fear. You look forward to graduation which still seems a long time away.

I think i have yet come to terms with reality. Sometimes when i tell others about it, i feel like i'm lying through my teeth. I feel like i'm living someone else's life through my own eyes. Somehow i'm not as excited as i thought i would be. People say the satisfaction lies in the relentless pursuit more than the achievement itself and now i see it.

Nevertheless.

I did meet sour grapes along the way. Funny thing, they told me my group/interview day's 'passing rate' must be very high whereas for herself, her interviewers were 'very strict' and they chose very little people. Well, out of 23 groups of 8-10 people, we counted only 14 got through. I might have missed a few so i grant you 20. Hmm, can do your math.

Some people might comment that 'nowadays' the standard have dropped but i don't really care cos as long as i got it. I do agree that we see some fugly ones at the airport now and then but er, i'm sure they are really nice and friendly people on the inside. Either that or the interviewers' eyes ta stamp hahaha. Then again month after month hundreds of hopefuls (500+ at it's peak) join the long queue at sheraton so i really think they can afford to be picky.

Anyway if you happen to be interested, here's the link.
LingS | 5:41 PM