Thursday, March 20, 2008

Toy Soldier

It's been a series of letdowns over the last few months in the job searching department. I wish I had better news to share with my friends. Like, hey, I finally landed that job!! Unfortunately, lady luck hasn't been dropping by lately. I would like to believe the great divine up there has something better in store for me. However, in the face of multiple rejections, even the most strongly held belief wavers. And then demoralisation and self-doubt start to kick in. How fun.

I try not to dwell too much on the negative emotion aftermath because it doesn't get me anywhere. Instead, I focus my energy on sending out more applications. I like to think I am practising the chinese saying, turn grief and indignation into strength (化悲愤为力量). One thing is for sure, the more rejections get thrown at me, the more interview experience I gain. These days I no longer stutter during german interviews, by the way.

I do not know how long it would take before I say, enough is enough, fuck job searching, it's baby time. Till then I shall continue to be thick-skinned and soldier on.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

chant: "baby baby baby baby"

make one while your clock's battery still running. I was just thinking, actually the best age to conceive is 16, even though the mother is a little too immature. But how cool is that, when ure 32..u can share clothes with your kid.

By the time u hit 50, you dont wanna be running around with soiled diapers in your hand tio bo?

Eh...make the bb in Mandarin Gardens..next time when you bring him to their place, you can tell him : "mummy made u here" LOL

Anonymous said...

No job neh mind..we sing song:

It wasn't my intention to mislead you
It never should have been this way
What can I say
It's true, I did extend the invitation
I never knew how long you'd stay

When you hear temptation call
It's your heart that takes, takes the fall
(Won't you come out and play with me)

(Chorus)
Step by step
Heart to heart
Left, right, left
We all fall down
Like toy soldiers
Bit by bit
Torn apart
We never win
But the battle wages on
For Toy soldiers

It's getting hard to wake up in the morning
My head is spinning constantly
How can it be?
How could I be so blind to this addiction?
If I don't stop, the next one's gonna be me

Only emptiness remains
It replaces all, all the pain
(Won't you come out and play with me)

hoonie said...

NW, you must be damn bored at work, right? Can sing song some more. Wah lau...

Any incentives if baby is made in Mandarin Gardens? *hint must be conveyed to be the owners* :p