
Captain Sao Feng: Welcome to Singapore.
I simply cannot believe that my favorite band is disbanding. What would Rivermaya be without Rico Blanco? When the heart and soul of a group disappears, it's usually a death knell for the entire band. I just hope this story is a hoax.
The past several days have been spent going around my new home country and greatly appreciating the niceties that exist, such as having a humongous IKEA without the requisite swarm of people (unlike in Shanghai) or having a nightlife that is just as diverse and exciting as its populace. (Example: How about drinking from an IV while sitting down in a hospital bed? That's THE CLINIC for you!) Choice of food, which is a very important criterion for my place of abode, is so abundant here that I haven't even started grazing the tip of the iceberg (Sumptuous chili crab and chicken rice!). The only thing I really dislike is the intense heat and humidity. Give me the four seasons anytime!
Job hunt score: 1 accepted, 4 job offers I declined, 1 I was found to be unsuitable for (in other words rejected), 1 was a case of mistaken job decription (haha) and the rest I still do not know. The strangest thing: to be offered a job as a headhunter by one of my headhunters! (I think she was quite amused with me) The best thing about attending all those interviews: you get to practise your answers to questions which are more often repeated (like what are your strengths and weaknesses etc etc), you learn to have a poker face and be prepared for anything (such as insults), you get to know the industry standard and your worth or value (this is really important for determining one's expectations) plus you get to go around all these places and observe how offices are decorated nowadays (most of the ones I went to were quite ostentatious) and how office workers are dressed nowadays (Some things never change). Unfortunately, without proper shoes, all the walking around has given me blisters! I guess it is a small price to pay for landing that ultimate dream job. As they say: "Choose a job you like and you'll never work a day in your life."
I just hope I can navigate expertly through the dark and treacherous waters. 1 year and eight months of not working may have petrified my brain muscles. Ah, to be like Jack Sparrow and return with nary a trace of bitterness but rather with a joie de vivre to infect everyone. And where is my Will??? (Turner that is...)
My will shall shape the future. Whether I fail or succeed shall be no man's doing but my own. I am the force; I can clear any obstacle before me or I can be lost in the maze. My choice; my responsibility; win or lose, only I hold the key to my destiny.
Elaine Maxwell