English lessons about job-search

Every day I write three pages.

Tomorrow morning, I have a job interview.

I sit by the window on the plane.

It is late, and I sit with my laptop open.

I am packing for a new job.

The cup is warm in my hands.

The plane lifts into the clouds.

The alarm rings at five.

I remember my teacher, Mr. Silva.

Tomorrow is my big presentation.

Rain taps on my window.

Tonight I wrote a long letter.

I never liked new food.

This morning feels different from the others.

I wrote the email again today.

I saw her after ten years.

I put my resume in the ground.

I almost didn't ask the question today.

My bag is open on the bed.

Tonight the city feels big and unknown.

The day is finally over.

Tonight I watched the last leaf fall.

I look at the open door.

We met after ten years, and I felt nervous.

Tonight I watched the last leaf fall.

I fold my favorite shirt into the suitcase.

Last week I spoke English to a stranger.

Tonight I close my old notebook.

It's late, and I'm sitting with my laptop.

I sent my resume yesterday.

I remember my first English hello.

Last night I read a friend's job update.

I woke up in my new room.

Today was full of waiting and hope.

Tonight the streets feel less loud.

Tonight I remember a small act of kindness.

I used to check every friend's job update.

I remember my first English conversation.

My room is a mirror of my mind.

Tonight I pack a bag for a new job.

The boxes are still high in my room.

The sun rises over the empty street.

I unpacked my last box today.

The door closes behind the last guest.

I woke up early on the last day.

My new room is just boxes now.

I always said no to sushi.

I am packing my bag tonight.

I pack my bag for a new city.

We met for coffee after five years apart.