I learnt

I screwed up at work once again, for the umpteenth time this month. Thank God, miracles choose to beset themselves on me. But this past month has taught me more that I could have ever expected to acquire during my stint here.

I learnt about patience. It's not just about the wait. It's about learning to keep yourself sane in a spasmodically moving working pace, keeping your cool while having someone holler at you over the phone and learning how to say 'no' when the time comes.

I learnt about the benefits of humour. I could never have survived through all those bouts of mad rush every morning if not for my ol' so lovely colleagues and the insanely hilarious jokes they crack to lighten up the atmosphere whenever they sense a storm brewing. I will miss those mornings once I start school. *Sigh*

I learnt to appreciate. Everything. I learnt to say "Morning!" in a cheery mood even though I might be sulking deep down inside, just to start the day right. I learnt to say "Thank you!" with my heart, because I really mean it. I learnt to take breaks, because that's the very thing that drives me on. I learnt to joke, even though I could be the butt of the joke. I learnt to take in the aroma of coffee, even though it might be laced with cigarette smoke. I learnt to accept people with short-comings.

I learnt to take things easy, even when people try to put me in a spot. I learnt to calm those irate voices with silence and speak with authority to ensure them that the situation's in good hands.

I learnt to blush.