Supposed To Be

i thought it was dead already but now, i think it is just in a coma. my u.k. dreams that is. so the former workmate of my dad is still in ghana and may not be back until the end of the month. just plain amazing.

apparently, of all the job posts that i have applied for, no one seems to be interested of me. now i do not want to be really hopeful and delusional in thinking that maybe because i am meant for this u.k. thing. it is just that i am starting to like the valiant efforts of my dad in making it happen. today, he communicated with another colleague. a filipino one. so i guess it will be a lot easier.

they chatted for a while and in the end, dad's colleague may still have to wait for friends back there in egypt to finally go online. he said i should have brought with me an egyptian when i did the request. but hey, the egyptians that i know back there does not even know that certain nursing organizations exist! they don't even go to their malls where we frequently go!

crazy. just crazy. it is just a sad thing that nursing authorities in u.k. and in australia think that the world operates by the way they wanted it. to think that we are both in need of each other, it deeply frustrates me that they don't compromise. or maybe a little bit understanding. guess this is the reality brought about by being borne in a developing country.

so tomorrow, i am not gonna worry about anything related to my career. for i will face the new day as it is supposed to be...

Maybe it's up with the stars
Maybe it's under the sea
Maybe it's not very far
Maybe this is how it's supposed to be
This is how it's supposed to be
Maybe it's trapped in a jar
Something we've already seen
Maybe it's nowhere at all
Maybe this is how it's supposed to be
This is how it's supposed to be
Looking forward as we rewind
Looking back is a trap sometimes
Being here is so easy to do
If you want to

-Supposed to be, Jack Johnson