48 hours in a Fort

Lately, my mind has been so busy thinking about many things that I did not even take the time to write.

First of all, I have not seen the sport guy I was talking about last time... he has vanished...
Last Saturday, I found a excuse to talk tot he receptionist guy of the fitness club, my subscription is going to end mi-June so I thought I could ask him about my new subscription but... when I asked for my member card back, he was chitchatting and laughing with some girl, his girlfriend maybe? Maybe not? Anyway, it turned me off right away. Whatever!

The time of the tests for the dream job have finally come. I left the civilian world on Tuesday at 1pm until Thursday at noon. It is so weird how you can lost track of time, being held in a Fort for 48 hours, with strict rules, strict wake up (6am) and sleep (10pm) times as well as eating times (breakfast at 7am, lunch at noon and dinner at 6pm), with no Internet, cell phones turned off, etc.

The weirdest thing is that I got along well with this mini stay and did not feel good to cope with all this people in the metro, being alone at home on Thursday evening and be able to be back on my sleep habits (go to bed late and wake up around 8am).

Now, my future is in the hands of some people who will decide if whether or not I can be part of their world , if I have the ideal profile and if I deserve it. The following days are going to be very long...