At first, I never liked the idea of working overseas. I do not see myself there. But here I am now, 23 years old and flying solo in a place I was never familiar with.
I was given an opportunity to be what I wanted to be in a foreign land, in Singapore. I have no clue whatsoever as to where I was heading to. All I know is that it's in Asia and that I have relatives there. I didn't even know what would be or if there would be time-difference from Manila. I had no clue as to what language they speak or what weather to expect. I didn't even bother researching. And yet, for 1 year and 9 months, I am still here, surviving.
I was given an opportunity to be what I wanted to be in a foreign land, in Singapore. I have no clue whatsoever as to where I was heading to. All I know is that it's in Asia and that I have relatives there. I didn't even know what would be or if there would be time-difference from Manila. I had no clue as to what language they speak or what weather to expect. I didn't even bother researching. And yet, for 1 year and 9 months, I am still here, surviving.
