in which I find that big money & job happiness don't come together
well, for me, anyway.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11)
Thank goodness I have this to rely on!
Anyway, with the recent HOOHAH in filing for graduation (which I almost thought I missed and to which I thought Toshi and Quentin were kidding when they said that I had to file for graduation at the start of the semester), it started me thinking real hard.
No, it actually made me panic because I totally had no idea of what I am going to do if my post-graduation application fails to go through. I don't even feel like applying for it now. Somehow the desire for it has faded. Whether it is cos the pessimist in me believes that I can't get in with my current grades, the lazy pig in me that don't want to go around asking for 2895 recommendation letters, the realist in me that knows I won't have enough money to study overseas or just something else altogether, I don't see myself applying for anything Masters related in this year.
Which is a little sad, cos I have to put my big dream on hold.
I already said and maintain that I cannot stand office jobs. No offense to the 657489023 people who have desk jobs. I think they are good decent jobs and if you love it, and if you have the flare for it, then congratulations on being one of the blessed individuals who found something you enjoy doing. Apart from having zilch knowledge about business and marketing/PR/accounts/HR/management, I can't see myself in the typical firm. I just don't get it. Am I so sheltered that I can't do something like that?
Perhaps my past experiences in such desk bound jobs scarred me so badly that unconsciously I don't want to be subjected to such torture again. And since the desk jobs I did were mindless data entry, telemarketing & filing, go figure.
Events planning is one major consideration. (Can you see me in this?)
Teaching is not a current option.
Then of the late, I have plenty of thoughts to go into social work. To the extent I was wishing I majored in Social Work instead of psychology.
And although the pay is low, like REALLY LOW especially for a fresh graduate or just low in general (no offense to my dear cousin if you're reading this), I think I would enjoy it more. I can see myself doing these things.
This interest is going to forever bind me to an average income.
I can just imagine, telling friends around that I want to do this. A GOOD DEAL of them will think I am being silly and stupid and crazy, thinking that the pay is too low and not suitable for someone who is of my age and should be trying to earn as much as possible for future purposes. Which is true. Money is not the main source of life motivation but it is important for some things.
SO I REALLY DON'T KNOW.
Not revealing anything, but I may have a brilliant job opportunity (brilliant to me) but it just means the above mentioned matters and I got really excited about it. Think, WOW! excited.
So. There you go.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11)
Thank goodness I have this to rely on!
Anyway, with the recent HOOHAH in filing for graduation (which I almost thought I missed and to which I thought Toshi and Quentin were kidding when they said that I had to file for graduation at the start of the semester), it started me thinking real hard.
No, it actually made me panic because I totally had no idea of what I am going to do if my post-graduation application fails to go through. I don't even feel like applying for it now. Somehow the desire for it has faded. Whether it is cos the pessimist in me believes that I can't get in with my current grades, the lazy pig in me that don't want to go around asking for 2895 recommendation letters, the realist in me that knows I won't have enough money to study overseas or just something else altogether, I don't see myself applying for anything Masters related in this year.
Which is a little sad, cos I have to put my big dream on hold.
I already said and maintain that I cannot stand office jobs. No offense to the 657489023 people who have desk jobs. I think they are good decent jobs and if you love it, and if you have the flare for it, then congratulations on being one of the blessed individuals who found something you enjoy doing. Apart from having zilch knowledge about business and marketing/PR/accounts/HR/management, I can't see myself in the typical firm. I just don't get it. Am I so sheltered that I can't do something like that?
Perhaps my past experiences in such desk bound jobs scarred me so badly that unconsciously I don't want to be subjected to such torture again. And since the desk jobs I did were mindless data entry, telemarketing & filing, go figure.
Events planning is one major consideration. (Can you see me in this?)
Teaching is not a current option.
Then of the late, I have plenty of thoughts to go into social work. To the extent I was wishing I majored in Social Work instead of psychology.
And although the pay is low, like REALLY LOW especially for a fresh graduate or just low in general (no offense to my dear cousin if you're reading this), I think I would enjoy it more. I can see myself doing these things.
This interest is going to forever bind me to an average income.
I can just imagine, telling friends around that I want to do this. A GOOD DEAL of them will think I am being silly and stupid and crazy, thinking that the pay is too low and not suitable for someone who is of my age and should be trying to earn as much as possible for future purposes. Which is true. Money is not the main source of life motivation but it is important for some things.
SO I REALLY DON'T KNOW.
Not revealing anything, but I may have a brilliant job opportunity (brilliant to me) but it just means the above mentioned matters and I got really excited about it. Think, WOW! excited.
So. There you go.