every page of my life.

I'm still feeling surreal from this. Afterall, this has been a dream i had even before i entered university. I still remember how sad i was in year one when i knew that it was a dream impossible to reach. The word is definitely elation when i received the acceptance yesterday. The thought of flying next semester is exciting yet scary. Five months odd away from home. This is an idea i'm still trying to wrap my head around now that it is real.

It seems like the serious thought in my career is inevitable. They say it's the same, no matter the culture. Afterall, it always boils down to what you want. Went into three out of four rooms today. The first was frankly nothing memorable, the only takeaway is that it has the most number of listed clients thus greater exposure. The takeaway from the second room is that right now, I'm not their kind of people. Perhaps someday I will become just as outspoken or confident as them, and career minded. Or maybe not. But right now I ain't, and I'm not sure if i want to. The takeaway from the third room is that they are friendly. And they are just trying to make a living and try not to burn out so fast. Just leave me more confused than ever.