Officially over. Relieved.

Wasn't much of a problem adapting to the environment.

Only had problems adapting to the work I'm supposed to do.

Felt like I was in the wrong company, doing the wrong things, given the wrong job scope.

Made me feel really terrible, thinking that I wouldn't be doing anything useful.

But all's fine now. I ended the week on a good note. Was praying so hard for a miracle to happen. Something did work out in the end, and I'm satisfied. 

Lesson learnt for this year: Don't expect too much. 

Guess I'm really blessed too.

Grateful for good supervisors who wants to help me, grateful for a LO who cares, grateful for the family who asks and shows concern, grateful for the boyfriend who listens to all my rants. 

May the remaining 21 weeks be as good as how today was.