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Got myself a new job almost 3 weeks ago. I need to learn a lot of stuff and they can be pretty overwhelming. I have to do a lot of things but they depend on some other things. Case in point, I need to print class lists but the notice says it might be better to print them next week because they're not yet final. So an anxiety attack sets in.

But so far so good. I am still able to remind myself to breathe and not to sweat the small stuff and that things will fall into place soon.

I still get bouts of homesickness once in a while. Like when I talk to my family. Or when I hear of news from home. Or when my brother posts pictures from our "plantation" at home. But shutting them off won't do me any good. And the TV's always on TFC or ANC when I'm home. I'll get by. The husband is with me and that's the most important thing.

The new colleagues are nice. They've been very helpful and supportive. Everyone's concerned about me settling in. But I received a warning to keep my ears to the ground and yep, will most likely be doing that.

Just needed to take a breather lest I start running around crazy. When things overwhelm me, I tend to lose focus. Once, when I was printing my thesis and the printer kept on jamming, I felt so hopeless and desperate. I wanted to throw away the printer. But my best friend told me get out of the house and we had tapa. When I want back home, everything was okay. The printer cooperated and I finished printing my thesis. So I keep on going back to that moment. And I live by the motto that there's nothing that can't be solved. You just need to breathe and regroup (with food, hehe) and things will be okay. :-)

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