The other day when I broke the news to Weiling, she was like Hey, your job-seeking quite smooth ah, not many rejections. What she drew from within me was the turbulence I had with me for the past few months.
Dejected cos i felt no organisations want me. As time went by, I grew sorta immuned, I woke up everyday for at least 1month, trying my best at every cover letter and resume and sending at least 3 everyday. It was a ritual, i didn't even go to the gym, I just sat at the chair paraphrasing and editing my resume; and be drained by the negativity eating into me.
Yes, when she mentioned that sentence, my fleeting thought was THAT much. And I mumbled No ah...also have.
I guess job-seeking is not that fast a process. Everybody is impatient and demands outcomes NOW but failed to realise good things take time. Perhaps a little too long.. But Thank God Almighty, he makes me wait and gives me the best. He even provides me with choices. I'm a testimony of God. =ppp I'm just like those blessed pple who waits upon Him patiently and be blessed abundantly.
Maybe I should not rejoice so fast. After all, nothing's confirmed and i'm in a whirl of confusion, unsure of what to do.
I'm surprised of what my current boss is offering me. He is going to hire another temp or intern to do admin jobs. There are aplently research to do for upcoming projects and many seminars (including one in KL and one in US) to attend. I see from his eyes he wants me to stay on, but in those eyes the helplessness of not being able to make a decision for me. Finally I'm the boss here! Having been a small fly, a slave, a PA, a smiling machine for pple taking workshops, he wants me to stay and be trained under him to faciliate and take over some parts of training. Finally I've my own babies to take care - research projects, which I can read numerous writeups and produce my own revelations to share with people (kinda dumb, but i like it). Having said so, I don't know how life would be like having to work closely with the boss. Having been through those difficult times slogging and being reprimanded by him (taking out on me having been scolded by Boss), I start to dislike him. Some more, he speaks too fast, too unclear and quite inconsiderate to me. Didn't he tell me to raise my voice at the catering personnel and tell them to pack the foods for them (FYI, catering pple onli caters and do not pack). I see goals but I prefer the positive zest to reach those goals instead of BU ZHE SHOU DUAN.
On the other side, the pay, stability and environment is really good. Nothing much I want to hiam. Still, I come with a sense of sadness that I've to face the boss.
Hope hope hope i get the XXX. Not revealing yet becos scaly i don't get it. Going to go for medical check up on friday and there still the IPPT.
If i get the XXX, I'll be over the moon. But just wait till 6/9 for the 2nd interview.
Boss said to tell him by the end of this week whether i'm interested to convert. I guess i'll decide after the medical checkup on fri! Till then, I'll just let go of this stone in me. Bye. * hands over the stone to Devil under my feet.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Saturday, August 11, 2007
met them for a while
Met dren, Ros, Meng and Mike for a little while.
Couldn't join them earlier cos' this pig had slept late again. Wats new? heh.
Suddenly feel like i miss them so much. V long haven't catch up alr.
Finally pass them my souvenirs from Viet. I finally rem la! its been 2months? They went eat steamboat. I also want.... next time pls! When ying is ok! ok?
Couldn't join them earlier cos' this pig had slept late again. Wats new? heh.
Suddenly feel like i miss them so much. V long haven't catch up alr.
Finally pass them my souvenirs from Viet. I finally rem la! its been 2months? They went eat steamboat. I also want.... next time pls! When ying is ok! ok?
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
zouk
very happy to meet Fen.
And later HS and Mary.
Ha, was a wild night out (for me la).
Desperately want to get home at ard 2am. Cos I was drained out.
The work and the Zouking.
Had the house pour and tequila shot, surprisely not in the least drunk.
Went mad when Singapore songs come on.
Happy Birthday Singapore. I really love you. you are the best. Muax.
And later HS and Mary.
Ha, was a wild night out (for me la).
Desperately want to get home at ard 2am. Cos I was drained out.
The work and the Zouking.
Had the house pour and tequila shot, surprisely not in the least drunk.
Went mad when Singapore songs come on.
Happy Birthday Singapore. I really love you. you are the best. Muax.
Sunday, August 5, 2007
job seeking
Job seeking wasn't easy. Esp when i've certain ideals I try to match as I seek these jobs.
I didn't get the childhood dream jobs - to b a policewoman. -to b an air-stewardess.
The latter was ok, I didn't mind not getting it, in fact I'm not interested anymore now. The former bot much tears.
Interview Part 1 over.
Interview Part 2:
subjected to some straightforwardness from the interviewers:
you got too much time so you come and interview is it.
you are not clear what you want, you seem to be everywhere.
Are you sure you noe what position you are interviewing?
-second interview for the day lands me this research assistant job.
wrapped many presents and blew fifty balloons.
Seriously doubt my prospect.
Interview Part 3:
Pending
Interview Part 4:
Professional Instructors (actually like childcare teacher).
pay: 1650 (have to eat grass).
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Feeling the chill again; Singapore has been a little too cold for me nowadays. I sat stony in the train from Yishun to Jurong. Some past you try to bury and forget but its usually the more you try to do it, the more it comes back to haunt you. The best way is to forgive. I sat emotionally paralysed. I'm really good at it.
I'm doing it rarely nowadays, after all, the boyfriend keeps me company. He keeps the frail brain occupied happily. If the frail brain clicks into negativity, it searches for the bf to break out of the negativity.
The frail brain does not search for the source tonite. It sits immuned.
I didn't get the childhood dream jobs - to b a policewoman. -to b an air-stewardess.
The latter was ok, I didn't mind not getting it, in fact I'm not interested anymore now. The former bot much tears.
Interview Part 1 over.
Interview Part 2:
subjected to some straightforwardness from the interviewers:
you got too much time so you come and interview is it.
you are not clear what you want, you seem to be everywhere.
Are you sure you noe what position you are interviewing?
-second interview for the day lands me this research assistant job.
wrapped many presents and blew fifty balloons.
Seriously doubt my prospect.
Interview Part 3:
Pending
Interview Part 4:
Professional Instructors (actually like childcare teacher).
pay: 1650 (have to eat grass).
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Feeling the chill again; Singapore has been a little too cold for me nowadays. I sat stony in the train from Yishun to Jurong. Some past you try to bury and forget but its usually the more you try to do it, the more it comes back to haunt you. The best way is to forgive. I sat emotionally paralysed. I'm really good at it.
I'm doing it rarely nowadays, after all, the boyfriend keeps me company. He keeps the frail brain occupied happily. If the frail brain clicks into negativity, it searches for the bf to break out of the negativity.
The frail brain does not search for the source tonite. It sits immuned.
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Whats up?
Whats up?Worked in Edaran Engineering in Jalan Buroh for the past 2wks +.
Kinda fun slacking and chit chatting with Mary.
This pic was taken on Sat when i reached the work place at 815 and the office was still locked!
I tot maybe the office has shut down or gone bankrupt overnite. Luckily I haven't gone home.
Of cos' not forgetting to meet my Darling.
Last last fri at Ichiban JP
my Sukiyaki.
price: $15
galgal's Chicken Teriyaki and Salmon Don rice: $14
The pig finished all.
Now?
New job at Civil Service College at Buona Vista, planning for Knowledge Management workshop.
2 tea breaks and 1 lunch are really superb.
I've not seen more "ons" Aunties and Uncles. Damn Zai lo they.
Actually the best thing abt this job is I get trained for free! Although now I'm only qualified to do planning and facilitating, I see how much more i'll be involved in researching for knowledge managment course materials. KM aka boss talked to me on my second day of work; what I percieve from our sharing is that he is willing to provide me opportunities to shine and to take the hardship now. I felt thankful that I've a goal to work toward to, then. After all, KMCU (knowledge mangement consulting unit) is pretty small, i feel quite lost as to who to approach and how to work. With KM's assurance, I felt at ease and ironically a little pressure to perform.
Finishing the forth day of work and having attended KM's and Deb. Director Mr Kopi's trainning, I realise what it means to conduct training. It is not only drawing from a rich wealth of theories X and Y, it also means drawing relevance from real life experiences and applying these theories to the experiences and explaning the outcomes. After all, the training should be pragmatic to the working associates so they could apply it themselves. KM was a school principal, an insurance advisor, has an MBA and a blah blah blah. Mr Kopi was a chemical engineer and is an established speaker globally.
If I stayed on in CSC, how much knowledge management could I apply in CSC? When will the day come that I could conduct training myself one day? Having that fleeting thought, my mind settles I would move on. After all, I don't want to be proficient in event managment and administration. I want to be a professional, but I don't see myself other than doing these shit job until perhaps Mr Kopi wants to retire.
I just bot Straits Times. Saturday Recruitment is very helpful.
Maybe I should call Jobline again to tell them I don't mind too technical jobs animore.
Bring it on.
Looking forward for a clearer goal to work toward to, a clearer aspiration and more opportunities to shine. I am really dilligent.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Sunday, July 1, 2007
Vietnam first day
Vietnam First Day
Dar and I were very excited. In the early morn, Dar bot an orange juice for me in the holding area. Checking in to plane was a little different today with the new regulations on not allowing mineral water bottles etc and declaring the small bottles. There was a young educator explaning. As we board the flight, I tried to sleep, I want to enjoy any single part of this trip with Dar; kindly sponsored by my sisters, my parents and of cos' Dar. Dar had this baugette on board..tasted pretty good, but S$7 is a bit ex.
Jetstar has alot of empty seats. After all this flight is 745am. It wasn't hard to notice the couple behind me. I first heard their chirpy chatter on Vietnam. After a while I turned, the girl was sleeping on the boyfriend's lap. Dar and I had the window seat and upon aproaching, we looked at the many Vietnam land patches like little children.
We had hotels that were cheaper than Singapore's. But they are really quite comfortable. *Thumbs up. We took a cab to Liberty 2 from the airport, paying US5 (i think its really ex for their country) for it.
we had a short rest and then...off to this market just right behind our hotel!
The hotel window view. See the market behind the roundabout.
Off we were to Ben Thanh Market, having had good reviews about the food and shopping. To our utmost dissapointment, they are not only expensive(for their currency) but in poor taste.
Before we even reach that place, it was a nerve wrecking, had to wack kind of thing because the traffic there is continuous. If you don't brave urself to dash through the road, you will never get to cross it! For the 5days in Viet, we learned how to cross the road and slowly adapt to being suave about it. Dar and I still speak about dashing across crowded Singapore roads and laughing at it.
I ate 1 bite of the fish cake and that was it. Darling thinks its nice but not knowing what it exactly has in it, it gives me the chills when he said it might be rat's meat. I mean Vietnamese do eat snakes' and rats' meat.
Yet again, I don't eat the fish cake in Singapore so.. you judge..
The soup of the Beef Pho is not bad though. But all the raw vegtables (Basil, peppermint leaves) do make it kinda weird.
Beef Pho + spring rolls + unidentified fishcakes
Total price: 64,000 dongs (S6.40) = was a bit too ex
Puking level: 4/5
This eating stall is the most kanna chop of all..(in terms of money)
The attractions are all within walking distance in HCM City.
ok, we didn't go in. Cos u need US$1. Doesn't look very inviting too. But kinda regret. wonder whats inside.
Oh, if you ask me whats that yellow food. I think its some rice. It doesn't look a bit inviting to me at all! haha. She offered US1. So expensive?!
This the place I had really want to visit. I mean I've thought I will feel out of the world reading and understanding the vietnam war right in Vietnam itself.
This being the fact that I was never a history student. Vietnam war brought much cruelty to the innocence who were never directly involved. The Americans fought the guerillas in Vietnam but the cruelty they inflict on the prisoners of war is really startling.
I think i got some facts wrong. The Americans proclaim it as a fight against the guerillas but ended up as a way to occupy Viet. no yes? will get it right soon.
Just read this and you will know.
The background is the war planning points which I couldn't make out. There are many ang mohs in Viet. These 2 brokeback guys are really outstanding. THEIR babies really cute.
Actually Viet is not that hot, its just that their places of interests are not air-conditoned! All fans. I really wonder why they don't invest in air con for more tourist bucks. Freaking hot. Darling's hair was sticking on his forehead. Ok, at least mine hasn't yet.
I needed my ice-coffee. Dar had his ice lemon tea. At least this cafe had air con! And we were the only 2 inside.
Freaking funny. We couldn't communicate to the staff. I was testing my limited Viet and they ignored the watever sounds i made.
look! their pizza size on the wall
Next up! the Museum of HCM city. HCM was french colonised 100over years ago. This explains why their buildings still remains beautifully crafted the french way.
Actually the museum closes at 5pm but having reached there at 445pm, I insist on going in since we were already there and we had free entrance (instead of US1) and we had the whole museum to ourselves! ok, for that little while. ha ha..
Because there were nobody there, the darling turned into a clown.
The cooking pots they use in war time.
The ammunition in war times.
Last up..Dinner Time!!
Eating at the rooftop was romantic.
price: ard S20 (think less than), I say cheap.
Dar and I were very excited. In the early morn, Dar bot an orange juice for me in the holding area. Checking in to plane was a little different today with the new regulations on not allowing mineral water bottles etc and declaring the small bottles. There was a young educator explaning. As we board the flight, I tried to sleep, I want to enjoy any single part of this trip with Dar; kindly sponsored by my sisters, my parents and of cos' Dar. Dar had this baugette on board..tasted pretty good, but S$7 is a bit ex.
Jetstar has alot of empty seats. After all this flight is 745am. It wasn't hard to notice the couple behind me. I first heard their chirpy chatter on Vietnam. After a while I turned, the girl was sleeping on the boyfriend's lap. Dar and I had the window seat and upon aproaching, we looked at the many Vietnam land patches like little children.
We had hotels that were cheaper than Singapore's. But they are really quite comfortable. *Thumbs up. We took a cab to Liberty 2 from the airport, paying US5 (i think its really ex for their country) for it.
we had a short rest and then...off to this market just right behind our hotel!
The hotel window view. See the market behind the roundabout.
Off we were to Ben Thanh Market, having had good reviews about the food and shopping. To our utmost dissapointment, they are not only expensive(for their currency) but in poor taste.
Before we even reach that place, it was a nerve wrecking, had to wack kind of thing because the traffic there is continuous. If you don't brave urself to dash through the road, you will never get to cross it! For the 5days in Viet, we learned how to cross the road and slowly adapt to being suave about it. Dar and I still speak about dashing across crowded Singapore roads and laughing at it.
I ate 1 bite of the fish cake and that was it. Darling thinks its nice but not knowing what it exactly has in it, it gives me the chills when he said it might be rat's meat. I mean Vietnamese do eat snakes' and rats' meat.
Yet again, I don't eat the fish cake in Singapore so.. you judge..
The soup of the Beef Pho is not bad though. But all the raw vegtables (Basil, peppermint leaves) do make it kinda weird.
Beef Pho + spring rolls + unidentified fishcakes
Total price: 64,000 dongs (S6.40) = was a bit too ex
Puking level: 4/5
This eating stall is the most kanna chop of all..(in terms of money)
The attractions are all within walking distance in HCM City.
ok, we didn't go in. Cos u need US$1. Doesn't look very inviting too. But kinda regret. wonder whats inside.
Oh, if you ask me whats that yellow food. I think its some rice. It doesn't look a bit inviting to me at all! haha. She offered US1. So expensive?!
This the place I had really want to visit. I mean I've thought I will feel out of the world reading and understanding the vietnam war right in Vietnam itself.
This being the fact that I was never a history student. Vietnam war brought much cruelty to the innocence who were never directly involved. The Americans fought the guerillas in Vietnam but the cruelty they inflict on the prisoners of war is really startling.
I think i got some facts wrong. The Americans proclaim it as a fight against the guerillas but ended up as a way to occupy Viet. no yes? will get it right soon.
Just read this and you will know.
The background is the war planning points which I couldn't make out. There are many ang mohs in Viet. These 2 brokeback guys are really outstanding. THEIR babies really cute.
Actually Viet is not that hot, its just that their places of interests are not air-conditoned! All fans. I really wonder why they don't invest in air con for more tourist bucks. Freaking hot. Darling's hair was sticking on his forehead. Ok, at least mine hasn't yet.
I needed my ice-coffee. Dar had his ice lemon tea. At least this cafe had air con! And we were the only 2 inside.
Freaking funny. We couldn't communicate to the staff. I was testing my limited Viet and they ignored the watever sounds i made.
look! their pizza size on the wall
Next up! the Museum of HCM city. HCM was french colonised 100over years ago. This explains why their buildings still remains beautifully crafted the french way.
Actually the museum closes at 5pm but having reached there at 445pm, I insist on going in since we were already there and we had free entrance (instead of US1) and we had the whole museum to ourselves! ok, for that little while. ha ha..
Because there were nobody there, the darling turned into a clown.
The cooking pots they use in war time.
The ammunition in war times.
I can't rem if Dar told me this or if the excerpt on the display says: Do not light up more than three times or you will be discovered by the enemies. The famous Cu Chi tunnel dug to hide from the enemies. It is also memorize the great service of people, soldiers who has struggled and scarified their lives on the land of Saigon during two wars of resistance against French and America.
Some student protestors...And I was part of them..in the 60s?? Dar told me to sneak up the platform for this shot. And realise my eyes were checking out the museum in charge who happened to walk past in the far corner!
Look at all their motorbikes!
This woman is damn cool la!! performing stunt lor.
Note their french-influenced food - baugette. Its everywhere! Damn it la, shes crossing the road. And the people riding aint that shocked lor..like v normal like that...
Last up..Dinner Time!!
Eating at the rooftop was romantic.
price: ard S20 (think less than), I say cheap.
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