Sigh, I've been feeling so debilitated for the past few days. To top it all off, i almost lost my voice too. I swear it sucks to the outermost core. I hate being sick and suddenly turn out to be so helpless. Thank goodness,I'm slowly recovering. Before i even landed on such pitiful situation, I've reserved a partial of my free time to go for the Prada interview last week. I was pretty much excited with their whole process of selecting the best candidate for their available positions, yet at the same time i can't safely vouch that i would be one of those lucky ones.I made it to the 3rd round but ever since then,i have not yet received any positive call. Well after all, it was still a great experience for me. Despite the fact that i really do enjoy the kind of work I'm doing right now,I'm just trying to secure a job that pays me a little bit higher. Let's face it, we all work for money. So if there is a better catch out there, why not? At the very moment,I'm just going to keep on wishing for miracles. I am indeed very thankful that i had a bucket of support from a few of my substances,including my Boyfriend even though there is this certain person whom I've wrongly trust. I had the story,bit by bit,from various people,and as generally happens in such cases,each time it was a different story. I simply can't understand why she can be a bit sore about the opportunities I've been receiving. Yes,life is horrifyingly unfair but i never expected that she would play dirty behind my back. I am dead disappointed with you, girl. Oh,there is pain in life that you can hardly put a name to it.