It's amazing how the confidence I took the past week to build up could come collapsing so easily, all because of a mere call from a woman that I just could not seem to communicate with. (She just didn't get what I was telling her?! She even requested for another officer to speak to her ok. And she claimed that she knew better than I did. Then you call for what?!) Or perhaps it was all a farce to begin with. But I just have to get over it. She's just one out of a hundred. Then again, this reminds me of how once someone who has been doing good deeds does something bad, he becomes a bad person regardless of his previous deeds. That's kinda how I feel right now. Even though I feel that I did quite okay for the first week, this single incident was more than sufficient for me to feel that I'm doing badly. Yes I'm aware of this but I still can't help but to feel this way. Hope a good night's sleep will get rid of this feeling.