Just when I was losing hope, I got a call. So today, I went back and had my second interview. It went well. I was told right then and there, that I had passed. I was thrilled! I was almost close to giggling, thank God I stopped myself. But I was grinning madly.

The lady who interviewed me today was an Assumptionista, and I suppose that kind of linked us, some way. She was an only child, and when she found out I was an only girl, she was making sure that I was committed to being in production. I really didn't have much of a choice, since that was the opening. But I told her that even if the pay isn't that high, or if the work load is very extensive, I think I'll learn a great deal being in production. I don't know how things work on TV. I've never had OJT, so I'm pretty much clueless. I voiced out that I love TV, and that I do have dreams of getting into broadcasting. Dipping my toes into the pool, is what I'm doing. I'm actually pretty excited, even if I know it'll be tiring. Right from the moment she said that I'd be working odd hours, I knew it would be physically taxing. Going home at dawn kind of scares me, but I'm conditioning myself to think that this could possibly be a fun job.

God must be pushing me towards this direction for some reason, right? If I pass the profile test and the interview with one of the production managers, then, maybe I'm on the right path. If not, well, there's still a job waiting for me to find it.