Sometimes, when you least expect it...
Jun. 3rd, 2008 05:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
virginangelicToday's been a slacked, relaxing day. I've got little to do since I came to work, can't do my report because my stupid sister just forgets to tell me that her camera has no juice left when I asked to borrow it - hence, I've been surfing the net and answering the deluge of phone calls.
What was utterly perplexing was the MD just came up to me and asked,
Oh god. I just got a damn offer to work even BEFORE my attachment's ended. Sigh...in today's tumultous, financially unstable (and some say mentally as well) just landing a job is a blessing. Yet why does my heart feel heavy, my head filled with worrisome thoughts? Maybe I'm thinking too much, too far but I really wonder if I should accept the job offer.
I'd say that I'd go with the flow...but now I'm reaching the crosspoint/ intersection where I have to make my decision soon. Sure, I have 2 years or so but do you really think I have 2 years? My diploma would be deemed invalid for university admission or so I've heard.
I'd love to scream and shout hurrah but let's see...there's the possible NParks (National Parks Board) employment offer seeing THEY emailed me and asked me to give them my particulars for an interview after graduation. Then there's the PSC talk for potential public civil servants (Although they say it lowers your worth). And then there's the fact that my dad's friend periodically calls my dad up and asks him when I'll graduate so I can work for him.
Of course, I'm going to all of them with the hope that someone would sponsor my one year stint in Melbourne (or was it Queensland?) for me to obtain a degree. Otherwise, I've gotta scrimp and save whilst working, seeing how my education insurance payout got reduced. An overseas stint is expensive, even if I have to beg the relations but I won't. I refuse to because there'll be invisible strings attached. Sure, I could possibly get free accomodation but I don't want to impose on anyone.
There's also the issue of the field of work I want to be involved in. I don't know if I want to be involved in this field. My flair in languages and literature is barely existent hence that's out of the question. Social sciences? Don't even think about it. (Ok, so I'm thinking about it). But horticulture (1 yr) or architecture (3 years)?
Life seem to be looking up but I'm at a loss as to what to do. I wish the only thing I had to choose was what modules to take or something.
It's during times like these that I wish life is pre-determined in terms of field of work ala Lois Lowry's The Giver. But who am I kidding?!
Aish. I think too much.
What was utterly perplexing was the MD just came up to me and asked,
"Kailu ah, (yes, he can't get my name correct - but it's not that bad - open pathways eh?)"
"Yes, Mr Lim?"
"You done NS? (Conscription)"
"No. Next year."
"Okay. After NS, you come look for me and work."
"Okay..." (I have a tendency to okay anything when I'm shell-shocked.)
"You're a male, so you have to start going to site soon."
"Okay."
End of convo
Oh god. I just got a damn offer to work even BEFORE my attachment's ended. Sigh...in today's tumultous, financially unstable (and some say mentally as well) just landing a job is a blessing. Yet why does my heart feel heavy, my head filled with worrisome thoughts? Maybe I'm thinking too much, too far but I really wonder if I should accept the job offer.
I'd say that I'd go with the flow...but now I'm reaching the crosspoint/ intersection where I have to make my decision soon. Sure, I have 2 years or so but do you really think I have 2 years? My diploma would be deemed invalid for university admission or so I've heard.
I'd love to scream and shout hurrah but let's see...there's the possible NParks (National Parks Board) employment offer seeing THEY emailed me and asked me to give them my particulars for an interview after graduation. Then there's the PSC talk for potential public civil servants (Although they say it lowers your worth). And then there's the fact that my dad's friend periodically calls my dad up and asks him when I'll graduate so I can work for him.
Of course, I'm going to all of them with the hope that someone would sponsor my one year stint in Melbourne (or was it Queensland?) for me to obtain a degree. Otherwise, I've gotta scrimp and save whilst working, seeing how my education insurance payout got reduced. An overseas stint is expensive, even if I have to beg the relations but I won't. I refuse to because there'll be invisible strings attached. Sure, I could possibly get free accomodation but I don't want to impose on anyone.
There's also the issue of the field of work I want to be involved in. I don't know if I want to be involved in this field. My flair in languages and literature is barely existent hence that's out of the question. Social sciences? Don't even think about it. (Ok, so I'm thinking about it). But horticulture (1 yr) or architecture (3 years)?
Life seem to be looking up but I'm at a loss as to what to do. I wish the only thing I had to choose was what modules to take or something.
It's during times like these that I wish life is pre-determined in terms of field of work ala Lois Lowry's The Giver. But who am I kidding?!
Aish. I think too much.
