We're entering the second phase of training. For those of you waiting for my assessment results, here it is: Out of nineteen trainees, I rank third. That's ... not bad, isn't it?
We enter a wondrous new world of ungodly hours and debt. After all, as Bruce Wayne would attest, "You have to spend money to make money." As we say goodbye to internal organs that have to be sold for allowance (an exaggeration on my part, but reality for others), we face the unknown future with the comfort of winning the first skirmish in the war. Though we are not without casualties...
Thanks to Trainer Cesca for making the last days fun. We don't say "goodbye" to Ai, just "see you later." What did God have to do with anything today? Well, for one thing, I scored lower than my previous assessment (hence, third place). Hubris, overconfidence, pride or complacency - whatever it was, it torpedoed my self-esteem and reminded me that "Pride comes before destruction," as the Good Book says. There you are, God. ;)
From this point on, we keep our head down. The first skirmish is over, but the war is far from it.
I'll send battle updates as soon as possible. Over and out.
