the protagonist has once again come to a crossroad in his life, where decisions have to be made and then stuck with. this time though, i have this icky feeling at the back of my mind telling me that i've made the choice too hastily or rather, didn't get a say at all and just went with the flow. this despite my all-questioning and all-pondering personality. hmmm...

first day at work was in short, overwhelming. i'd hate to attribute it to living too sheltered a life in the comforting arms of the saf (hah!), but seriously, it was just a bit too much. perhaps memorising the entire brochures on europe and exotic travel, right down to the intricate details does that to one. and hey, wouldn't you be a little miffed if the girl in your training group earns a dollar an hour more than you do? (for my sanity and her wellbeing, lets all hope that this gets clarified in the very very near future.)

it's gonna be an uphill task, but i'm determined not to write the job off based on my not-so-ideal first day. seeing that i've got australia, new zealand, usa, canada and turkey to go, this is one huge and super steep hill.

wish me luck.