♥ Sunday, January 24, 2010
so what happened yesterday? was supposed to practise my interview speech for today since morning. ended up doing in at 11 30. not just 11 30, 11 30 PM. god!!! so last minute was asking my sister for help in the "why choose econs" question. ended up having this idiotic asshole friend of hers throwing me 10 quesions (when i at the beginning ahd 6) EXTREME nerve booming. seriously feel like licking that idiot. i mean, if the interview is 5 days from then, i would really appreciate your help but HEY it's TOMORROW!! goddamnit!
so woke up early this morning, have my speech prepared and everything. left house goddamn early and reached there about 2 hours before the real thing start. and you know what? i was not the only one early. there's a whle group of people there already waiting. but i was dam sure, i was the only one nervous -_- they were down there laughing with their friends. even those with no friends, they were practically, LITERALLY sleeping. god! seriously why am i the only one? i mean if there's you know, one of them facing the same thing as me i would feel so much better. but seriously, NONE. ahhh!
so got my queue number, it's 90. and one number takes about 10 minutes to finish. so i was down there shaking literally. luckily there are altogether 4 examiners or else i'll be freezing to death before i even reach my turn. anyway this guy sitting beside me suddenly talk to me. a bit of introduction and blah blah. he speak english really well. went to chicago to study leh. >.< and when i ask him if he's nervous. he was like "nervous?" OMGGGG all these idiotic assholes! cant they goddamn see i'm nervous?! i mean, if you could say something more, you know, appropriate, like "i'm quite nervous" or something, i would feel so so SOOO much more relieved. so i waited and waited, then the door open and say "number 89" FUCK IT!
anyway here comes the interview. the 1st few questions was alright, everything would be so much better if not because one of the 2 examiners keep staring at me. as in, STARE, like move his head forward with his goddamn goldfish eyes and practically stare. seriously seriously. i was really really shaking. then suddenly they ask "what was the last book you read?" i almost say "bitch book" luckily i could think of one of the books my father bought for me. it's something about albert einstein and buddhist god. (which i only read 3-4 pages) so i was like "ok i'm going to stick to that." while bullshitting about the book halfway, the examiner suddenly ask me what i feel about einstein's "buddhist god is rolling dice?" FUCK HE READ THE BOOK! i'm really, really GODDAMN REALLY doomed.
6:23 PM ♥