I swore I’d never do it again. I hated it when I did it first time. I called it the worst experience of my life. I likened it to going to school with a bully there picking on me constantly.
The training course that would never end still lives.
ILM Level 3, starts today through work.
Wish me luck. After all my bitchin’ on level 2, I ended up doing quit well,near the top of my class. Now I know (maybe) what to expect, maybe it won’t be so bad.
Wish me luck!