Before you get excited this isn’t a post about ‘my first time’.
Last week was my first week at my new job. It was my first job in the corporate world and in an office (previously worked in retail).
And I hated it.
My first day was horrible. The people were nice and it wasn’t hard as I was only going through induction material but I still hated it. All I could think about was how the hell am I going to last a year!
I experienced culture shock, anxiety from being outside of my comfort zone, and I felt scared. Scared of being in this new environment, with new people and without a clue as to what I was meant to do. I went home that night and felt so happy to see my family, so happy to be inside my home and my comfort zone once again.
My dreams and illusions were shattered. During the build up to the new job I had all these fantasies and daydreams about how I was going to act. How I was going to walk into the office looking all professional yet cute with a hint of sexy. How I was going to be confident and show them that I was a force to be reckoned with. How I was going to make friends with everyone and be sure they all knew the new girl was something else.
I received my university second year results yesterday and passed with flying colours!!!!
On top of that I got news that I received a £1,000 performance scholarship for getting great marks!!! (Basically is grand worth of cash!)
On top of that I got news that I have been accepted for my industrial work placement (in my first couple posts I wrote about how I was trying to achieve this but wasn’t getting anywhere). It is basically a 12 month internship that counts towards my degree and whats best is that it is a full paid salary!
Life is good right about now and I owe it all to God.
So I feel like dancing baby and for the past couple days I have been doing this crazy dance which looks exactly like the dance at the end of this clip:
“God has perfect timing, never early, never late. It takes a little patience and faith, but its worth the wait”