Pride

I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes: first for the Jew, then for the Gentile.

Romans 1:16

I have never been this proud of myself since I won in the student council elections for my final year in elementary.

On my way to the venue, I was praying so hard for the easy flow of the job.

Despite my tumbled-up norwegian skills and lack of confidence in customer confrontations, I nailed it man!!!

There were times where I was left alone with the register and the flooding customers, but I still nailed it!!!

I made a tactic on being able to count and clip out 20 coupons in less than 5 seconds. HAHA

On my first night I was determined on not going. I showed up about an hour late. I literally took time to think and weigh the pros and cons of quitting.

Thank You, God for giving me Mindy, Sanne and Silia (from the Bong Salg), Sofia (from Admission), and most especially, my boss, Ellen.

Ellen was kind enough to let me go early despite the tragedy at the baggage counter.

Although all my co-workers were Norwegian, they were nice enough to talk to me in English.

Also, thank You for my leaders at the Frivillig Innsjekking who considered my fashionably-late check-in's, explained everything to me in english, and gave me another shirt because I forgot to bring the old one.

Thank You for guiding me home on my first night. (I was getting lost around Oslo, seriously.)

Most of all, thank You, God, for giving me the courage and turning around my determination to go through this experience.

 

Never let the fear keep you from playing the game.

That may be from a Cinderella Story, but it works a hundred percent.

 

Have a great weekend, people!

I surely won't, my group hasn't submitted shit for our project.

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