Sometimes Crap Turns Into New Sweet Smelling Opportunities

I FAILED my driving exam!!!!In a terrible way!
I could write about all the reasons why it was not my fault, or why it was unfair and how crappy my exam guy was, but that is just dumb I don't do shifting the blame. I failed...PERIOD!
I tried ddesperatly not to cry, crying is already sad when you are 22, but in front of the person who failed you is even worse, and just because you failed does not mean you have to make the other person taking the test nervous.
My test strated in all the wrong ways possible.I was pretty nervous and it started on the wrong foot, but I tried my best(my best under the circumstances i.e. Rain, traffic,being in a exam and having a strager evaluate me).I do not want to go into detail because it was just plain hell.
I was happy the other girl passed, it was her second time and she really needs her license to take her daughters to school, I automatically liked her. I made a friend(point one of bad turning into good).
When I sat down having my good cry near the car, while my instructor and the girl went to the school these really nice men that work for the county as gardeners came to cheer me up.
I like being cheered up, everyone does, but they were really nice(point two, more strangers whom I befriend in the strangest times in my life)
Talking about this and that I got more connections,for work and stuff, so if my day was already crap why not try some selling????
Great idea! I sell that's my job and I have a pain in the ass of a boss who wants to see deadlines met and money made, so since I had to get my butt out of bed at 6 am(who goes driving for 2 hrs before a exam???) I decided I could not lose it all.
Guy with connections plus girl who needs to keep job equals success!!!!
They made me laugh and they made me smile and they made me see the bright side of my crappy day!
I am leaving for work right now and I am feeling a little better and I hope I will sell a lot more, because I have to go retake that test,soon.
I have a car yelling my name!!!!
Opportunity is always around if you take the time to find it, and sometimes it is nearer than what you think.
Thank you Senhores da EMAC!!!!

The Loveliness Of A Stressful Work

Back to the reality of working my butt off.
I love my new job, for those of you who have not heard me talk about it. I sell!
I love selling, I have been selling since I first started to work when I was 17. It is a demanding job, but now even more so. I have weird schedules, I knock at all these different doors, I meet new people and I walk kilometers every day.
The time I have left I sleep, eat, and try to hangout, which sometimes ends up with me on the verge of puking with exaustion. I am back in the game!
I miss the sun and heat of Africa everyday, Portugal still has remnants of the Winter, but I also love the fact that returning to my routine has not killed me.
I don´t have a lot of time off, and yesterday I got home at midnight, but I have adjusted to it, like a glove to a hand.
My fears of coming back were a little settled and this job has really lifted my spirits up. It has the right amount of stress, demand, fun and work to be really good for me. We have a great team, with some really great potential.
Wish me luck...

I know my posts have been quite short and a little off the deep end, but soon I will be able to sit down and organize my writing life, so be patient with me I am trying to make a living here.lol
I will see you soon...hopefully.

Me

There´s No Place Like Home

Back in sunny Portugal!!!
The trip back home was filled with beautiful landscape, new friendships, a lot of movies and some running to catch planes.
The shuttle trip was amazing, I enjoyed it, it gave me the time I needed to settle my ideas and to prepare my heart for the culture shock I was going to experience.
In the in betweeen there was still time to make a new friend. Not even with my headphones on and trying hard not to befriend anyone am I capable of not being social. I amaze myself.
My heart started longing for Africa the moment we left home, but in it I also felt this little pang of excitement about seeing my boyfriend, my friends, the ocean!
It was a lovely moment when we landed in Portugal, to see the ocean, the familiar places, the bridges. My heart felt glad even though I was trying to conceal it.
Seeing my friends and boyfriend at the airpot was also a good thing, I was shaking from all the missing and the longing and the missing and the longing.
The moment I landed and turned my phone on it started ringing and I was back to being a social butterfly. Some things never change.
We made it with only losing one bag, so that was good and I had a hard time trying to get back to my portuguese all I could think about was English and Swahili!
I guess I had missed my home here more than I ever thought, I missed my bed, and my cat. It was really nice to go into my nice tidy room in which I had not slept in two months.
I guess in more than one way I am happy to be here.
I guess slowly but surely I will get back into my routine, with only a few changes like waking up earlier to have my tea, and maybe having a few moments off in my day to contemplate the beauty around me.
Africa is carved in my heart, it will always be, my sould craves it, but the time to return is not now, or in a few months, but until I do, I have my memories to warm my heart and to make my sould glad.
There is no place like home! And home is where the heart is!
My only problem is my heart has a mind of it´s own!
Fot thr moment I am happy I am here, right now, for such a moment as this!
Oh the possibilities!!!!!

P.S. For a while I might not write anything do not worry, I will be back to my writing soon.