Today, I was kind of lucky. The Economics Lecture ended earlier. And there were 2 buses at the bus-stop when I was approaching it. It was a distance away but in the end, I decided to run for it. Something which I should not have done so as my right hip kind of just recovered and yet it not in the perfect condition. My friend, JY, even actually asked me not to run for the bus as she heard about my condition but in the end I still ran for the bus. If I missed I would be extremely late especially when I am unsure if the following bus will be packed. I almost sprain my left ankle while running for the bus.
Since I managed to board the bus and was early. I decided to take MRT to JE then walked over to the library there to take bus 176 to SYC. I could save some money that way instead of taking cab over. I can't possibly take cab every week because of training but I know I would have to when necessary.
After the training, while waiting for my dad, J, our Asst Chief came down. So she asked about me. How I was coping and adapting. I told her the truth but never said that I want to leave. It's really hard to say so.
I told her that I had alot of catch up in terms of studies. Somemore we had to take electives that are not closely related to my field of studies. I told her that the second week can already feel the stress building up. I told her that after the tutorial I realized that I lagged alot. I told her that I might not be able to commit to weekdays training especially when there might be days where lessons might end late. I told her that today I was lucky that lecture ended earlier and I managed to catch the bus. I told her about last week when I was unable to catch the bus and waited for extremely long. I told her that I had kind of found a part time job over the weekend's evening and would not be able to commit if there are trainings or event on those timing. I told her that I was pretty stressed over the fact that I could not remember that dance steps and do not have the time to even think through and because of that I could not get to sleep on Saturday night. I admitted that I felt myself lagging alot when it comes to the dance (something that never happened so bad before). I was usually 1 of those who could remember my dance steps even if it's not very precise. Etc Etc...
My dad arrived soon after so we stopped our conversation. She said she would maybe talk to me again on Sunday training. I guess I would have to see what the outcome will be. If I can stay, If I should stay, or If I should just leave. Of course if I can stay on and deal with projects that occur during the semester holidays, that would be the best but I must still think of my ligament problem. *sighed*
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