I am faced with weird emotions running through my brain. Not really sure why.
Today was the cultural day at college and it was rather educating for me. Some of us managed to squeeze in moments to exchange knowledge about some puzzles and tehnical questions. It felt nice to sit together and talk about technical stuff. Really good. Anyway…The dances were pretty okay, and so were the songs, debate was fine actually, just that there was more shouting amongst certain participants rather than rational arguments. Oh Pah !!
So we were given progress reports to be signed by our parents/guardians and it felt funny to be asking Grandpa to sign my report. Ofcourse there were no complaints against me, so Mama was saved a trip to college.
Monday is the day I sit for my first interview and I’m hoping I get through. I’m pretty sure of it actually, but then the flutterings don’t cease. I guess it just comes because it’s supposed to. I mean, look at what happened with my scores in that University aptitude test. Seems that my grades are the highest in our batch of two hundred students, and I hadn’t even prepared for it !!
Actually, truth be spoken, it’s not the aptitude test I’m concerned about, it’s the technical round. I just want to be the first person that goes in and I want to finish it, with the best of my ability, ofcourse. Human resources I can manage. That’s not a problem. I need to be convincing and I need to communicate my heart to them through my mind. No biggie.
Technical…My worry is that, there’s so much that could be asked, and I’m not sure what I might be asked, that’s all. I can handle it, I know. I’ve studied whatever’s required and I’m not fidgety and all, so what’s going on in my head??
I think the pressure of working too much is getting to me. The magazine, preparations for GRE and placement and the physical strain is much more than I have ever had to face.
Yeah, that must be it. I doubt there is any other reason for my getting freakishly emotional (I use the word ‘freakishly’ only because I’m a person who will bottle up feelings and it only shows through my behaviour and eyes. Not tears, just the expressions. But of late, tears kinda make their way out.)
Oooh…I’m getting a little too obssessed with The Phantom Of The Opera and Gerard Butler, and the song ‘Remember Me’ of the movie Troy (which I managed to watch from the part that Hector dies) by Josh Groban. It’s beautiful.
I end with best wished to everyone who sits for the aptitude test on Monday morning. And I hope I’m one of those few who runs out screaming with joy because I’ve made it through and have a job at hand.
God bless and thank you.
Filed under: Inner Explosions | Tagged: first interview jitters, worries
