Before I left my office today, he asked me how I would feel if he promoted me to be a supervisor. In fact, this is something I am expecting as well, but I don't actually think it will happen that soon. Smart guy, he didn't actually say so, but just asking me by starting " What if...." I said I knew he had this plan in mind, yet I thanked him for appreciating my work, as always. He kept on thanking me for my excellent job, and said I didn't need to worry about my appraisel report. Good to hear, I suppose. Yet deep inside my mind, that's not the thing I wanted to hear the most. I am sure he knew.

In the past, I was always given the next best thing. Maybe to most other people, my priority of things are upside down, as most people will put their career as their most valued item in life. I guess at this stage, I don't share this common feeling. I value happiness the most, and happiness, to me, is to be with the persons I truly love. Career is of course important, but it's just a media for earning for a living. I know I still think like a kid, but somehow I wish I can think like one no matter how old I become. I am still hopeful.

But at least he cares about me. He concerns my career as something important. I can't find a boss better than him. I need his support, in all ways.