Saturday, September 22, 2007
Sequel: Work
I went to work. for one week. ok, rein that laughter that is threatening to explode because i did not say i quit. I am still on the job though the piority is now shifted to PSF's upcoming production. Wonder what this almighty job i have? Think no firther and look no further because lo and behold, unveiling... Selling donation tickets! ok, once again it's not the mediacorp glamourous career nor the executive in business suit kind, which fall into the category of the most desirable jobs that people 'claim to yearn for'. They do not understand that these jobs are not some swanky, waltz into the office just before noon with sashimi on the desk and manicure done 'bee-you-tee-fulll-lee'. A friend once said to me: "Every job has it's pros and cons. No job is perfectly-tailored for the individual. "
It's quite true right? I mean yea, you have to like the job too. Like a relationship takes two to clap. A job and the jobseeker also shares the similar bond. It's no use pushing yourself mentally and physically for a job that you have no liking for and even to the extent of repulsion. This will just take you no where.
In life, try everything at least once and live the moment happily. Why bother getting scrunched up over some unhappiness and let it ruin your day? In the end, you are just getting cross with yourself... This is what i will not do.
So, even though my job is not even near to glamourous or ritzy, i still think its ok. Though admittedly, today i went to work being hard-up and decisive about my decision to quit as the promised one week is up and i need to attend to PSF sessions ans stuff. I even prepared my well-rehearsed script that i wan preparing to launch on my boss but... things changed!
And, i did not quit. Want to know the factors involved? haas... such a teaser! Ph, why are you doing this? ok... enough crapping.
Number 1: Someone's words of encouragement.
Number 2: A bunch of colleagues who kept persuading me not to quit.
Number 3: The close-knit feeling amongst these people.
Number 4: The flexibility and 'originality' of the job.
Number 5: The little dough.
Number 6: The company's culture and its people.
Yea, though i must say this company is really made up of people just like you and me. They are all almost the same age as me, some younger or older by a few years. So, i guess it's kind of easier to relate and all? That's just my analogy with no back-up research...
Confusion...
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What i like is not reflected there.
What i admired is just a facade.
The signs are soft and flickering.
But, i guess that's just my own wishful thinking...
Because i guess there's always been that zero in between.
It's just too far off the beaten track.
Not what i always wanted.
Did my expectations change with that?
Or is it just a moment of folly and immaturity?
Please give me a sign!
- Sorry, just trying to be cryptic and all wise- sounding.
Beauty in the eye of the beholder;
I am such a procrastinator when it comes to blogging and writing everything down. I don't really think of myself as one before this because I am never one for being late. Ask any of my fellow classmates or friends.. I am quite punctual, though not really say on-the-dot punctuaity but not exactly those that warrants for one to keep calling and being diverted to the voicemail sort. Well, but i guess this just applies to anything school-related or work-related. I am quite a lapper for authority. Call me timid or whatever other unkind names you can think of because it doesn't even bother me. As long as i think what I do is right, so be it. The rubbish chute is where all those unkindly remarks shall go.
And, now while we are at the topic of nasty comments and unkindly remarks, let's delve in further about more 'serious' topics. But, note that it's not exactly on the path of nasty comments now. Ok, i must admit i do veer off-track once in a while, as do all my writing when it goes unplanned. I just pen down anything i can think of at 'press-time'! haas. Stuff it!
Results
The 'R' word is the one students are feverish with excitement, knee-deep in worries and sleepless with anxiety with. When the semester comes to a closure and all the exams and final projects are done with, the same scenario that will always be recurring over the years will be the "yeas!" , " Phews!" and " Come on let's go hit the malls/ clubs!" AND not to forget the more negative " Oh my, I am so going to have 10 or 20 marks off..." , " Argh, I did not get the correct answer... " and so on and so forth. If there's anything students fear as much as getting the rod, I would say it's this 'R' word.
This sem's results. Some will be jumping with joy while others will be sobbing with misery. Some will exclaim at the ridiculity of their good grades while others might be dumbfounded by the bad grades they get despite the amount of effort put it. I am kind of seating on the fence this time round; definitely not good grades but yet within my expectation. That instant before the results were sent to us, I prayed for the miracle, which never arrived. I am not downright sad and all but well, I accept it and just learnt to live with it. Disappointment is inevitable but if i recognised that I have really worked my butt off for these grades, I guess that's enough.
No doubt, it changed my dreams just that much because of the unattainable goal i set for myself. But, nevertheless i won't give up. Because, a wise woman once said: "Perservearance is the key to success."
Who's the wise one?
You are speaking to yours truly.
Hold your pukes first because I still have a sequel entry to this post as i don;t want it to be a long and wordy one.
Though it is already.
Beauty in the eye of the beholder;
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Well, the camp came to an end. 3 days 2 nights. Personally, i think we kind of pulled it off. The members are interacting and bonding. They are having fun. Granted, the food is horrib-leh. But, yea, it's fun, though i wished i stayed back because the journey to and fro is really taxing and teadious. What's more? I totally missed out on the night walk. argh. oh wells. reckon that's that. It's still fun and totally worth it.
And, the special mention yesterday night before i 'trekked' back home for the night: A really ORIGINAL present from the whole club for my belated birthday. haas... it's really belated and it caught me off guard when you guys started singing birthday song for me. haas. I even wanted to join in the singing and was looking around for the intended person. haas... But, yea. thanks anyway. A well-received surprise! Not to mention, the really hmm... THOUGHTFUL gift? how 'thoughtful' of you guys to be way too CONCERNED about my studies? haas.... ok.. i am so not going to even mention what are the stuff you guys gave me. Though yea yea, i appreciate it. Especailly the wishes by each and everyone of yoou on the covers. haas.. And, just from that i realised i have so many namesake. hmm... i wonder why.
Oh, and i must say this: THANK YOU shawn and andrew for this *ahem* idea. haas... can't believe you guys actually thought of it. But to show my appreciation,
thank you to:
Melissa
Jeeva (Broom..)
Faizal (Grumpy bear)
Timothy (Sarah)
yiwen
Amber
Gloria
Shafik
Jama
Aysha
Brian
Wella
Kash (Broadway)
Nadia (Chronicles of nadia)
Kim (Maria)
Noor (beloved president)
Shawn (chimology)
Shron (ShronTheGreat... or so she claims!) Opps.
ok... that's one helluva long list. My hearfelt apppreciation. Gah.
And, suddenly i thought of him.
Beauty in the eye of the beholder;
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