The FEP tea session's over.
I feel like a total failure.


Started drizzling the minute I met San. Bad start. The drizzle became heavier and heavier. And then, while we were crossing the road over to DBS building, San's heels' snapped. Very bad omen......

I was still feeling confident and easy @ the lobby reception, where they issue me a name-tag (which I brought home eventually) and I was still feeling alright when I entered the lift...... . But then once I stepped out, and saw the whole lot of formal-looking strangers in the conference room....I freaked out.


I almost wanted to take the same lift down and leave.



Anyway, I managed to muster my courage and stepped in. Almost everyone is in cliques and attended to by the DBS seniors, so I busied myself by sms-ing San. U know how much I hate sms...its so ironic! The next 30 minutes was a torture...I'm still trying to figure out what's wrong with me. I've never known as a person to be afraid of crowds!


K. Anyway, DBS gave a really detailed and useful presentation on the FEP (Financial Executive Programme). They made the position sound so promising, plus the remunerations are really really really attractive. And u know...I'm a money-driven person. *v* 50+ shortlisted candidates went for the talk just now, and they're going to pick only 20 among us. I'm not setting my hopes high lah.