it's my second day in Singapore but I was too excited to explore it the moment I flew in so I forgot to blog about it.
Nonetheless, it's very hot. I'm already tan and it's just my second day. But I think the main purpose of my being here is served well, it truly is the best way to excuse myself from job hunting cruelties (for the meantime). I have so much to do still and I find myself not too interested yet in looking for a job. =D Although despite my scheduled interview which I'm not keen on pursuing. Oh well. No room for thinking, just adventure.
My true adventure however will begin when my mom leaves me on my own. That's one challenge but I'll probably just blog about it, rant perhaps and move on. I plan to test myself is self - management is another skill or blunder of mine.
I think Singapore is not an alien country for most Filipinos who come here frequently, some even just come here for the mega sale. But I still find it fascinating. haven't been here for quite some time made me realize how much I missed out when I was younger and what wonder there is in Singapore that I haven't seen! So, getting to know it more is my first and foremost priority! :) I just hoped it was a little cheaper around here. =D
So, allow me to go get myself stuffed since I walked at least 15km today. I need those energy sources for my tomorrow's trip to KL!
Love love love,
Blabber Diva
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
When you think all is well...
I think my posts in Twitter and Plurk are very good indicators of what my mood exactly has been yesterday (and carried over today). Yes people, it ain't so great. The most frustrating thing is, I'm normally a happy person. Heck, I even smile when I'm mad. That happy. But, some things take a toll on you, you know. Let me indulge you just a bit because I don't want you to keep guessing who I am referring to or what the whole fiasco is about.
I never thought I was as good as how people describe me. I probably am the toughest on myself. But somehow, getting compliments from people who have worked with you during the most difficult should at least account for something (right?). And of course, naturally, you take those in to level up your self - confidence. You may not actually believe them but nonetheless, it gives you hope for something greater than you can imagine. However, when faced with a difficult situation, without taking those compliments into account, you know you screwed up. But knowing that people think you're good, you see hope in the torment of it all, just to realize that it would have been better if you just remained pessimistic because the results are truly disheartening. And now, you're back to zero. No confidence, no people to tell you you're good because you blew their initial thoughts of you which were truly high expectations. Yes, zero. And it's sad. I'm sad. Especially if you learn that people of your past made it and you didn't.
It takes time to recover from something that blows your ego to tiny little pieces. When something challenging comes up, you back down because you think you are bound to fail here on forward. You try to take a deep breath but voila, the confidence is lost and it won't be back any time soon. So, you tuck yourself in one corner and stay there with the darkness fearing all the lighted opportunities to come. Ok fine, I haven't stayed there for long. Another opportunity came and I took it promptly. And yes, prompt did me no good. My paper never reached the other end, those who submitted later got a nod. When you thought the early bird catches the worm, na-ah, they don't anymore apparently. So now, a late person gets the privilege pass (yes, privilege is the right word because for that person there's is always a plus 1 or 2 chance) and you don't even get a first look. Again, it blows, hard.
And then, to save yourself from further humiliation, you flee, to hopefully a land with greener pastures, a place where the sky is the limit (well, that's what you think). So, you take on an adventure in the unknown and take a risk, in hopes that in that new place, you get to have a second shot at the things you initially didn't here. However, you've exhausted all means to capitalize on the "better life" but came out short AGAIN so far. There's hope hopefully when you get there but you, yourself aren't so sure anymore. That's, still, to a certain extent, pretty sad. And so, I'm left sad.
But since this blog is created for the adventure I'm about to take, I say this as a bottomline: Finding a career is a humbling experience: you get challenged, declined and rejected but there's still always something else: a different perspective, another opportunity, a chance to take life and things less seriously. When we get beat up for one thing, eventually, we'll get a free pass on another. Okay fine, I don't really believe those words but the fact that they popped into my head means that these words are worth something. If not for me, maybe for you. I hope this helps.
I refused sleep's offer today so later this evening I could sleep away til my flight day. Because I'm sure, my excitement will get the best of me.
Stick with me 'til next time,
Blabberbelle
I never thought I was as good as how people describe me. I probably am the toughest on myself. But somehow, getting compliments from people who have worked with you during the most difficult should at least account for something (right?). And of course, naturally, you take those in to level up your self - confidence. You may not actually believe them but nonetheless, it gives you hope for something greater than you can imagine. However, when faced with a difficult situation, without taking those compliments into account, you know you screwed up. But knowing that people think you're good, you see hope in the torment of it all, just to realize that it would have been better if you just remained pessimistic because the results are truly disheartening. And now, you're back to zero. No confidence, no people to tell you you're good because you blew their initial thoughts of you which were truly high expectations. Yes, zero. And it's sad. I'm sad. Especially if you learn that people of your past made it and you didn't.
It takes time to recover from something that blows your ego to tiny little pieces. When something challenging comes up, you back down because you think you are bound to fail here on forward. You try to take a deep breath but voila, the confidence is lost and it won't be back any time soon. So, you tuck yourself in one corner and stay there with the darkness fearing all the lighted opportunities to come. Ok fine, I haven't stayed there for long. Another opportunity came and I took it promptly. And yes, prompt did me no good. My paper never reached the other end, those who submitted later got a nod. When you thought the early bird catches the worm, na-ah, they don't anymore apparently. So now, a late person gets the privilege pass (yes, privilege is the right word because for that person there's is always a plus 1 or 2 chance) and you don't even get a first look. Again, it blows, hard.
And then, to save yourself from further humiliation, you flee, to hopefully a land with greener pastures, a place where the sky is the limit (well, that's what you think). So, you take on an adventure in the unknown and take a risk, in hopes that in that new place, you get to have a second shot at the things you initially didn't here. However, you've exhausted all means to capitalize on the "better life" but came out short AGAIN so far. There's hope hopefully when you get there but you, yourself aren't so sure anymore. That's, still, to a certain extent, pretty sad. And so, I'm left sad.
But since this blog is created for the adventure I'm about to take, I say this as a bottomline: Finding a career is a humbling experience: you get challenged, declined and rejected but there's still always something else: a different perspective, another opportunity, a chance to take life and things less seriously. When we get beat up for one thing, eventually, we'll get a free pass on another. Okay fine, I don't really believe those words but the fact that they popped into my head means that these words are worth something. If not for me, maybe for you. I hope this helps.
I refused sleep's offer today so later this evening I could sleep away til my flight day. Because I'm sure, my excitement will get the best of me.
Stick with me 'til next time,
Blabberbelle
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Post 1 - 2/23/2010
I used to write a lot before when I had the time. But after my ideologies shifted, I started to pump up all my energy towards building that bright future probably only a handful of us yearn for. For that, I've given up writing. I'm no swell writer. But I most definitely enjoyed blabbering away my ideas over the internet as a somebody in the world, and as a nobody to someone else's life. It made opening up so much easier.
But now, having just graduated, I find myself with a lot of time on my hands and surprisingly, a lot of insight to share. Follow me on my quest to finding a job and realizing the value (or the lack of it) of hard work and how it plays in the so called "real world".
I know blogs nowadays are way shorter than they used to be. But let's go back to the basics and let's relearn blogging as writing. I am three sleeps away from my real adventure and let's see how that turns up.
But now, having just graduated, I find myself with a lot of time on my hands and surprisingly, a lot of insight to share. Follow me on my quest to finding a job and realizing the value (or the lack of it) of hard work and how it plays in the so called "real world".
I know blogs nowadays are way shorter than they used to be. But let's go back to the basics and let's relearn blogging as writing. I am three sleeps away from my real adventure and let's see how that turns up.
'Til my next blog y'all.
xoxo,
BlabberBelle
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