Changed da house,
Changed da look.
BTW, my bathrobe's usually pink
and we don't have a fireplace.
Other than that,
it's pretty accurate...
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Wednesday, May 04, 2005
~ Suck in your breath; this is a long, hard one. ~
Absolutely Grumpy. Absolutely Knackered. Not very impressed with the world at the moment.
What is it about looking for jobs that just saps the living daylights out of individuals? Is it the absolute bore of going through the same material over and over to try and squash your life and embellish your limited experience so it can answer a few nebulous statements like "shows great attention to detail"? Or is it just the very deflating suspicion niggling at the back of your mind that
a) You will spend the better part of 4 nights looking at this stupid document and answering their inane questions, only to have the email get lost in the clutter.
b) You will spend what could have been blogging/West Wing Rerun time on the computer schlogging over this stupid job application, only to miss clinching the interview because you DON'T HAVE A DRIVER'S LICENSE BECAUSE YOU ARE A SINGAPOREAN WHO COULDN'T AFFORD IT IN THE FIRST PLACE.
c) You will spend ridiculous lengths of time editing and re-editing your work, only to click 'send' and be glossed over for the interview because you are Chinese, and they have a vague idea of Chinese people mixing up their Rs and Ls or faking cringe-worthy Aussie (pronounced oZZie) accents so they figure, "Let's not have the Chinese lady go anywhere near the communication job".
The last one is a bit unfair but since my present job is a bit lonesome, I don't care.
I just spent a ridiculous amount of time trying to put together an application with some written examples included. It's a long story, concerning the use of !#%@#%@^!% PHOTOSHOP and Adobe Acrobat and not having enough sleep or fun for the last month. The bottomline is that I am really unhappy with working and looking for new jobs at the same time. On top of it all - and I know I shouldn't complain but the timing couldn't be worse - I'm doing the marketing collateral for this University choir that's coming to Canberra from Lubbock, Texas. That's actually a fun project for me... but it'd be a lot more fun if I didn't have to niggle over inconsequential details.
I'm complaining about churchwork! I should stop.
Back to looking for a job, while having a job.
Know what I miss about Singapore? TAXIS! The last thing I want to do after waking up at 6.15am for work in this freezing cold , is to stand and wait for buses at 6.15pm after work in this freezing cold. I know I haven't flown the notorious Singapore Flag of crazy overtime and workaholism but you know what? Sitting 8.5 hours straight at the computer without actually having any proper discourse with anyone in the office is unbelievably draining, not be mention boring. To come back home and have my ego shot down further with a badly cooked meal by moi, and then spend another chunk of time trying to resuscitate a photoshop file that crashed the computer 4 times...
You know what I REALLY miss about Singapore? SHOPPING, dammit. I have not SHOPPED for far too long because my best friend and man of my life hates shopping - and it doesn't help that stores here close at 5pm, and there are only really 4 malls. And all I really want to do now is to have a weekend where I can just go and shop, buy clothes and shoes and not worry about crossing some stupid budget I had put on myself, go for a massage, treat my hair, do something about my nails because 2 broke, and just have fun the way I've always had after a long, hard day at work.
By the way, watching Jamie Oliver's School Dinners after spoiling my own dinner was a bad idea. I have the intense need to slap a dozen British school children for being such incredible brats. I NEED AN OUTLET!!!!!
What is it about looking for jobs that just saps the living daylights out of individuals? Is it the absolute bore of going through the same material over and over to try and squash your life and embellish your limited experience so it can answer a few nebulous statements like "shows great attention to detail"? Or is it just the very deflating suspicion niggling at the back of your mind that
a) You will spend the better part of 4 nights looking at this stupid document and answering their inane questions, only to have the email get lost in the clutter.
b) You will spend what could have been blogging/West Wing Rerun time on the computer schlogging over this stupid job application, only to miss clinching the interview because you DON'T HAVE A DRIVER'S LICENSE BECAUSE YOU ARE A SINGAPOREAN WHO COULDN'T AFFORD IT IN THE FIRST PLACE.
c) You will spend ridiculous lengths of time editing and re-editing your work, only to click 'send' and be glossed over for the interview because you are Chinese, and they have a vague idea of Chinese people mixing up their Rs and Ls or faking cringe-worthy Aussie (pronounced oZZie) accents so they figure, "Let's not have the Chinese lady go anywhere near the communication job".
The last one is a bit unfair but since my present job is a bit lonesome, I don't care.
I just spent a ridiculous amount of time trying to put together an application with some written examples included. It's a long story, concerning the use of !#%@#%@^!% PHOTOSHOP and Adobe Acrobat and not having enough sleep or fun for the last month. The bottomline is that I am really unhappy with working and looking for new jobs at the same time. On top of it all - and I know I shouldn't complain but the timing couldn't be worse - I'm doing the marketing collateral for this University choir that's coming to Canberra from Lubbock, Texas. That's actually a fun project for me... but it'd be a lot more fun if I didn't have to niggle over inconsequential details.
I'm complaining about churchwork! I should stop.
Back to looking for a job, while having a job.
Know what I miss about Singapore? TAXIS! The last thing I want to do after waking up at 6.15am for work in this freezing cold , is to stand and wait for buses at 6.15pm after work in this freezing cold. I know I haven't flown the notorious Singapore Flag of crazy overtime and workaholism but you know what? Sitting 8.5 hours straight at the computer without actually having any proper discourse with anyone in the office is unbelievably draining, not be mention boring. To come back home and have my ego shot down further with a badly cooked meal by moi, and then spend another chunk of time trying to resuscitate a photoshop file that crashed the computer 4 times...
You know what I REALLY miss about Singapore? SHOPPING, dammit. I have not SHOPPED for far too long because my best friend and man of my life hates shopping - and it doesn't help that stores here close at 5pm, and there are only really 4 malls. And all I really want to do now is to have a weekend where I can just go and shop, buy clothes and shoes and not worry about crossing some stupid budget I had put on myself, go for a massage, treat my hair, do something about my nails because 2 broke, and just have fun the way I've always had after a long, hard day at work.
By the way, watching Jamie Oliver's School Dinners after spoiling my own dinner was a bad idea. I have the intense need to slap a dozen British school children for being such incredible brats. I NEED AN OUTLET!!!!!
1 Comments:
Hey gal...hang in there!! Haha...din see u online for quite abit as well as no updates on your other blog so i thot tt it wld be gd for me to chk out ur other blogs and viola!
My cooking is getting better if tt is any consolation heh :P
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