It has been decided. I won’t go there. After few sleepless nights tossing and turning, mulling it over, I’ve come to a decision
that I swear I’ll regret. There’s no point attending the second interview (t’row) if I’ve made up my mind – of not going there. Yeah, they are gonna throw few more extra hundred(s) bucks but I’ve decided, and I’m sticking to it like a glue. Money vs Friends? It’s crystal clear that Money Friends wins.
And another ultimate reason would be MUM. Can’t bear to leave her all alone behind. Dad is never around, and so are other siblings. Can’t really count on them to do all the chores around the house, driving mum up everywhere, accompanying her at night. Nobody’s better for the job except me, so I’m not leaving. At least not now.
I guess the more selfish I want to be, the more selfless I become.