Hey hi hello,
It's a big day today, and I know I'm supposed to be writing about the complete list of #twentyonethings,
but as usual, I’m putting it off (only for the time being!) to commemorate this
big day.
Okay, maybe I’m being slightly dramatic. It isn't really
that big of a day. It’s not exactly colossal, life-altering or revolutionary. But
it’s definitely game-changing and substantial enough to have its own blog post. But enough with the rambling (sorry, my
inner creative writing diva needed it’s limelight).
So what’s the deal? The deal is that I've got three internship
interviews today, in three different locations. I’m currently writing this at
work, so I’m sneaking out at lunch time to do fulfill my covert mission. Risky,
I know. But you gotta do what you gotta do. (Ok I’m not really sneaking out, I've got a legit half-day leave, I was just pretending to be a spy). And yes, I had to schedule as many interviews as I could in one day, cause the HR lady in my office is a bitchdifficult woman.
My three interviews are for three different industries; Public
Relations, Advertising and Editorial. At least this time, I’m spoiled with
choice. I get to decide how much I want to get paid, where I get to work, and
what I want to do. Not saying that I didn't have a choice before, but after
having much more time to do research and send out (*coughperfectcough*)
resumes, I get to have a buffet of internships. I've got another interview
lined up on Thursday, for Broadcasting, and this one is the main course /fingers crossed.
One thing that sucks though (and I believe that this applies
to real-life buffets as well), I can’t have it all. As much these companies are big
players in their own right and industry, I’ll have to turn down a few offers. I know I’m
getting ahead of myself, I haven’t even been offered a position by any of these
companies, but I’m already dreading the thought. We’ll see how it goes.
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Another big thing is that my daddy will be leaving for Doha
today, for a whole month. Definitely a
game-changer. It’s been so easy to have him around, he sent me to and picked me up from the
train station when I didn't have my car, and made sure I had dinner and money
for transportation expenses. He was my third alarm clock in the mornings and my
bak kut teh buddy. Now that he’s going away for the whole month, I’ll have to
be doing all this on my own.
Not that it hasn't happened before, it’s not the first time
he’s leaving for Doha, but having the luxury of being taken care of is
comforting, especially since I've always got my hands full. He won’t even be
around when I start my new internship, and to hear me complain about my first
few weeks. Not to mention the hole in my wallet will only burn deeper.
Unlimited freedom doesn't even make up half of it.
Anyways, I’m going to end here for today, with a video I saw on Facebook. My boyfriend said he could relate to this, however, I’m on a more “can live with” level. Pfft. Enjoy!
Till the next post.
Au revoir.
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