Calling for a Siesta...

After lunch with the girls and the doctor of another kind, I was feeling quite sleepy. you know, I wish we had a siesta time like some of the south American countries do. there's absolutely nothing I did today that couldn't have been done from home. argh how I wish I could just call it a 'work from home day'.. unlucky enough we don't have such days!

today I realized how much time I have at work that I actually do nothing. the boredom hit me so hard I was almost falling asleep. just some days i wish i had a modified work week then i can finish it up and go home, and may be do something better? if there's anything else!

i guess i can't complaint.. meh!

most wanted?

I guess I mentioned in my earlier post... I changed jobs during the Summer.  long over due and  it was about time that I quit that horrendous previous job of mine that did me no good.. be it mentally, physically, or career-wise.. no ladder to climb upwards or sideways.  i mean don't get me wrong, they were super nice people and helpful etc. etc. but the job was just not satisfying and I was miserable doing it.

after few months of somewhat intense job hunting for my so called perfect dream job (recession was a bitch and still is I suppose) I found a decent job at an extremely decent employer.. and moved house too!  not a huge pay raise or anything but, very self satisfying, with a few perks that comes along with it.

anyhow, so today I emailed my previous co-worker/supervisor to mention something on the news.. and I get a reply within the hour..
"How's the job going for you? Any chance you want to come back here = ) I still have a job for you!!

P.S.
You really can have your job back, but as better version of your job!"

I guess they really miss me there now dont they.. felt quite special though..

fortunately or unfortunately i had to say.. thank you but no thank you!

the second job...

Since school's over, I started getting bored.. even though I had a full time work week.. It's amazing how easy people get tired and bored of things.. especially me.. no wonder I hesitate to get a tattoo.. (not to mention I'm a chicken with the needles)..

Anyway, the full work week is busy, but mundane.. everyday seems same, with different shit to deal with. May be that's what work is. Weekends weren't that interesting either.. well since it's summer time, it is.. there's stuff to do outside and all.. which I did/do..

For a while I was contemplating on whether I should take on a second job. One of the days from the weekend seems to be spent doing nothing anyway.. so why not take another job just for one day.. time well spent, I learn something, and also extra cash (now that's always a good thing), and especially with high expenses past few weeks, that seemed like a great idea.. so after some deep thought (or may be not) I decided I will look into a very relaxing, calm, quiet position.. which I got.. and it fits perfect.. only few hours on a Saturday.. with a great view of the water.. I couldn't resist that now could I..

It's my first day at work.. and I'm loving it already. coz look what i'm doing sitting here journaling while getting paid.. mmmm..

the race goes on...

80th annual oscar's playing on the background.. whilst wandering around in the web, I was watching the glittery stars and their expensive couture.. getting nominations and gold men for everything and nothing..

anyhoo.. u know what I was thinking.. we do everything possible in our lives for what.. when we were small parents do the best they can, register us in best schools possible.. we like nutheads, go with the flow not to mention the crazy competition in schools with friends and also the parents.. anyways, after struggling for good quarter of your life we graduate from grade school and start the next race of college and university applications.. there goes another four years of reckless, sleepless nights with stupid ass-in-ments and the likes.. some drop out.. some have enough courage and determination or whatever it takes to get over with the four years..

some are still confused after that.. well i am.. I think most of u are too or no? lot of them think they have it all figured out with a flashy career n all that jazz.. most like me are still confused.. why are we leading this race of a life.. the crazyness, jealousies (word?), savings, bank accounts, tears, lies, haircuts...

why oh why... and the race goes on..

just a phone call

I know I shouldn't be getting my hopes up and everything, and I wont. But that was one phone call I was patiently waiting for, wonderng whether I will get a phone call from them at all or will it be just one of those things I applied for and never heard from. It was this job/training program I applied for and it's a big deal for me. And I need it badly, so badly that I don't know what I will do if I get accepted. And here I'm blogging about it without even getting accepted or anything, but jst that phone call for a mere phone interview has gotten me excited. So I scheduled an appointment for an over the phone interview with them for first thing next week, and hoping it'll all go well. If they want me for an actual physical interview I'd have to fly somewhere else, for which I'd be more than happy to do since I've never been there and it's an opportunity of a lifetime...

oh amber, how I love thee for that phone call.. wish you knew how much it meant to me.. (fingers and toes crossed!)

stage fright ?!?

Finally the project for the internship was completed and it was my BIG day today, the presenting..! the only thing i didnt do was in fact pee in my pants.. train me on a dance routine and throw me on stage i'll be fine, but presentations gives me creeps.. i was scared to the bone since the presenting was to be in front of the work people who are thousand times smarter than I am and they are geniuss!!!! few minutes before all I wanted to do was dig a hole and bury myself.. yes yes, i know i'm only the little intern and i'm allowed to make mistakes and they won't laugh at me etc etc. but omg the stage fright (or whatever one may call it) was insane.. I remembered what I was told many moons ago when I performed on the stage, 'practice makes you perfect' and I did practice couple of times by myself for an imaginary audience and yes it almost made me perfect but not quite... All in all I think I did alright, better than I expected myself. I can pat myself and say 'hey you did a good job (even though you almost peeed in your pants - but that's OK)'. The presentation ended up in a conversation between the audience and yours truly, and by the end of it I did know what I was talking about (surprise!).

It was a great experience working here.. it will surely be missed..

Few months left for yet another even bigger presentation... not looking forward but yet looking forward for the grand finale..

twists and turns I

three months have gone by.. rather three and half months, as an intern in a field that i initially wanted to be in but two-three years down the road i almost hate it with a passion. the greatest experience i got being an intern and it didn't take long for me to fathom that this isn't what i would enjoy doing.

has this happened to anyone or is it only me who feel the pain and the agony of being or better yet forced to be in a field that I don't enjoy and hate to move forward by learning.. it'd make me feel better if such confusion is commonly seen or felt amongst us..

life takes twists and turns and and i'd hate to do or be in a career that i wont enjoy. that won't do any good to me nor to my colleagues nor the company that i'd work in.. while i patiently wait and look forward to where my life takes me in this long hard curvy road, my heart still cries out for the long lost (or yet to be found) something in my life..