beginning of a new start - student pass.
oh god. oh god oh god oh god.
do you know how much anxiety i have in my veins as of right now? indescribable amount. this whole waiting process had been a complete torture to me and i just met with the school two weeks ago, where i submitted all the documents needed for the student pass application.
yes. exactly. two weeks and it had already felt like a torture since day one.
i’m not used to waiting, to be unsure of things - this is just so new to me. i mean, i don’t mean to brag, but, i’m the kind of person who always knows what to do next.
i lose things on a daily basis, literally. not even exaggerating here, but it’s just in my nature. well, not really, actually - i just had this deep talk with my driver the other day and we were talking about how i kept on losing my stuff, and i joked that i was such a forgetful person. and then he simply smiled at me - the kind of smile you smile when you think you know more than the person you’re talking to - and said, “no, you’re just careless. you don’t care about where you put your things, or if those things go missing, because you know it’s easy to replace them. you were fed with a silver spoon, so you think those things are valueless.” well, shit, i thought.
back to the whole application thing - i so hope that my application would be accepted. what worries me most is that, in the ‘educational background’ section, i think i didn’t include my primary school. i know, it might seem like a stupid reason, but i was in so much hurry that for a moment i thought it might not be important to include it.
but now i’m just feeling very uneasy about it.
okay, so here comes the part where i have to think what to do when it’s rejected. i’ve got plan B, of course, which includes applying for a school in another country - but if that doesn’t work out as well, what the frick am i going to do with my life, dear god?!
going back to full-time ACCA would be hell, i know it. i don’t have a passion for accountancy, neither do i want to do such dull, monotonous, repetitive job, like making accounts, or financial statements or shit.
neither do i want to be such a seriously freakishly negative person like a person i know, which i have to be if i want to be an auditor. idk - it doesn’t seem like it makes sense, but believe me, this is what happens. once you get that job, you’ll be skeptical, cynical and critical, and not in the cool, detective in movies way. just in an asshole-y way.
3:46 pm. jakarta, indonesia. 8th of april 2015. wednesday.