It's been a year since I came here and what can I say... I survived one heck of a year. Easy? definitely not. Challenging? Yeah! Inspiring? Ahuh. Eye-opener? 100%! The road had been bumpy but the ride is worth every tear you shed and home sickness that ate me up sometimes.

Tita and I went to Vigelandspark in Oslo. We had a great time.. It's been quite sometime since we had an HTH talk. There were things that need to be cleared up, things to plan ahead and things to look forward to. I am thankful because my Aunt is also there to guide me.

As for my family back in the Philippines, I miss them terribly but maybe I am too much of a chicken to say it. I really do. But as I learned to stand on my own, a part of me wanted to become strong, independent and fearless. I am a big girl and big girls don't cry (quote Fergie). I remember talking to my BF years back, telling him how I wanted to live on my own and do things all by myself.. and that's exactly what I ended up to right now. Funny but true.

So I am the next part of my journey here.. Next year hopefully, I'll be seeing my family and loved ones again. :) Kudos!

Update: I Passed!!!

Halleluiahhhhhhhh!! I Passed Norsk Prøve 3, written and oral!! OMG!

3 days ago, I went to Oslo to buy my poker set and did some window shopping because it's the mid-year season sale. I looked around but didn't find something worth buying. I reached home around 9pm in the evening. As usual, I checked my mailbox before going inside and I found this big, white envelope from Folke.. My heart raced and pounded... I held it against my chest as I rushed to my door because it was raining. I placed it on top of my table and sat there and stared at it for a while, subconsciously reciting some chants or whatever... I do this to psych me up, prepare me to whatever the result is... I was kinda worried because 2 days prior to that, I woke up in the morning and the thought of failing the NP3 just crossed my mind and ever since that day, my "worry" mode is on high alert! Anyway, I tore the envelope open and slowly I pulled a paper out... and there I saw the word "BESTÅTT" (meaning passed) in big, bold dark print! I just jumped out of my chair and jumped liked a silly 5-year old girl who just got her new Barbie doll.. I couldn't shout because I am afraid that I will wake up my landlord's baby sleeping just beyond my living room's wall. I called immediately my Aunt, texted my mom and BF and my nurse supervisor to tell the good news!! They were as excited as I am. :) I thanked also the Lord for helping me through this.. Things happened just as planned and now the next step is taking the Nasjonale fag for Sykepleiere on November. It's a 3-week intensive course and national program for foreign nurses who wish to practice their profession here in Norway. (You see I need to pass NP3 to get a slot in HIO (Høgskole i Oslo)). So I am on the way of becoming a nurse here! I am half way through...