Day 08 - Short term goals for this month and why
This month is nearing an end. I don't really have much goals anymore, now that I'm not in school. If I'm in school I'll say I want to do well in my midterms and stuff.. But sadly no.. I should probably get to long term goals in terms of career and stuff, but it's too depressing especially when I don't know what I want.. It's that difficult transition period between school and working life..
Well, I aim to write more, just because I want to and feel like penning down my thoughts these days. But this is hard to do, inspiration comes and goes. Which goes to say that these posts you see are actually not dated when they were written ;) I write a whole bunch when I am inspired and nothing for a few weeks..
More goals? Get a proper job? Easy to say, hard to do. I don't want to think anymore about goals for now. Kthxbye :D
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Day 7
Day 07 - A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you
University of British Columbia
Vancouver, Canada
My dad always says the best time of your life is when you're in university. I never knew what he meant. I didn't really know what university even meant, until very much later on.
Having spent 4 years at this beautiful campus, the only regret is that I didn't fully cherish my time there until after I have graduated. Of course, we all take things for granted and maybe I have done so too.
I don't really miss the crazy studying days and nights. The part of university I enjoyed most was the whole living experience. I have made some good friends, even though most of the people I interact with are acquaintances in classes whom I might never meet again. I have had the luxury and luck of living on campus residences for all the 4 years, and not having to commute.
I particularly enjoyed the last 2 years, where I got to cook for myself, and that has opened up my hidden passion for cooking. I may not be the best chef yet, but it has made me discover how much I love cooking. This has changed my life quite significantly.
Of course, not to forget, it was during the last year at this wonderful place when I've met the most wonderful guy, who treats me better than anyone can ask for. We have shared many beautiful memories in UBC as well, making it an especially sentimental place for both of us.
This has been the best 4 years of my life, and for once, I agree with my dad. I'm very glad that I have chosen this path and I am who I am today, because of the time spent at UBC.
University of British Columbia
Vancouver, Canada
My dad always says the best time of your life is when you're in university. I never knew what he meant. I didn't really know what university even meant, until very much later on.
Having spent 4 years at this beautiful campus, the only regret is that I didn't fully cherish my time there until after I have graduated. Of course, we all take things for granted and maybe I have done so too.
I don't really miss the crazy studying days and nights. The part of university I enjoyed most was the whole living experience. I have made some good friends, even though most of the people I interact with are acquaintances in classes whom I might never meet again. I have had the luxury and luck of living on campus residences for all the 4 years, and not having to commute.
I particularly enjoyed the last 2 years, where I got to cook for myself, and that has opened up my hidden passion for cooking. I may not be the best chef yet, but it has made me discover how much I love cooking. This has changed my life quite significantly.
Of course, not to forget, it was during the last year at this wonderful place when I've met the most wonderful guy, who treats me better than anyone can ask for. We have shared many beautiful memories in UBC as well, making it an especially sentimental place for both of us.
This has been the best 4 years of my life, and for once, I agree with my dad. I'm very glad that I have chosen this path and I am who I am today, because of the time spent at UBC.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
I am a tree murderer, not by choice.
It was a strange feeling to step into the office once again.
I had received a call asking me to return to work for the week, since the employee was unable to resume her position as she thought she could. I had half-expected this; it would not have been 100% confirmed that she would return this week, due to her illness.. She claimed to be feeling better and intended to come back, but apparently not.
I felt a little strange, as people greeted me with a surprised-but-not-really-surprised tone of voice, some even saying "Welcome back!" But I knew that meant nothing more than just a passing remark.
As I returned to "my" desk, the "Welcome Back [name of employee]" sign had been removed. They had put it up last Friday before I had even left the office, when I was away from the desk to do some filing. I returned to my desk seeing that and just felt they were a little insensitive. So now it bites them back.
I settled into my chair, still feeling uneasy. Part of me wanted to quit there and then, just because I didn't feel like I belong. The other part of me told myself to stay, because leaving would only render me jobless. I wasn't sure of what I should do first.
A/R lady walks in and drops off some invoices without even saying a 'good morning' or any form of greeting. I then realize that in her eyes, if not most people in the office, only see me as a robot who is processing the work for them.
I understand that they are anticipating their permanent worker to come back, but hey people, treasure the present and cherish what you have now! I can't help but keep thinking how would they survive without me. Sure, they can go to the agency and find another replacement, but they would have to train him/her all over again. It makes me almost smug to think that I am rather essential, just that they won't admit it.
Never mind that. Aside from being a little miffed by A/R lady, I got to work soon enough, and I realize it was back to the world of paper, and PAPER CUTS! I promptly went back to killing trees and there is karma! I get paper cuts in return!
But there is nothing I can do about it. My boyfriend says, "You know what, you should find a 'greener' workplace next time, if you are so unhappy about wasting paper.." I totally agree! Now I know, if they ever ask me in an interview, what is important to me in a job.. I'll know what to say! I really want to play a part in saving this fragile environment of ours, that is only getting worse day by day as corporate offices terrorize the forests without blinking an eye.
I truly felt like a tree murderer, and I could almost hear the agonizing screams of little trees, coming from the humming of the printer which was spitting out sheets after sheets of clean, white paper. It didn't help that I was printing monthly reports, which require just about, hmm, 2000-3000 sheets of paper?
I know because 1 ream of paper has 500 sheets, and at the end of that week I had used about one a day (read: 5). This was precisely what I was trying to avoid; that's what I was thinking when they told me last week was my last day.. I don't have to do monthly reports and kill trees! I had done monthly reports last month and I was mortified at the amount of paper I was going through, so in my mind I was going, "Never again!"
Aside from that, things felt somewhat normal by lunch time, and I was glad. That feeling of uncertainty and abnormality left, and my mind was back at ease.
Still, I don't want to continue murdering more logs. I really want to find a more environmentally-friendly workplace in future. I still want to change the world, one piece of paper at a time! :)
I had received a call asking me to return to work for the week, since the employee was unable to resume her position as she thought she could. I had half-expected this; it would not have been 100% confirmed that she would return this week, due to her illness.. She claimed to be feeling better and intended to come back, but apparently not.
I felt a little strange, as people greeted me with a surprised-but-not-really-surprised tone of voice, some even saying "Welcome back!" But I knew that meant nothing more than just a passing remark.
As I returned to "my" desk, the "Welcome Back [name of employee]" sign had been removed. They had put it up last Friday before I had even left the office, when I was away from the desk to do some filing. I returned to my desk seeing that and just felt they were a little insensitive. So now it bites them back.
I settled into my chair, still feeling uneasy. Part of me wanted to quit there and then, just because I didn't feel like I belong. The other part of me told myself to stay, because leaving would only render me jobless. I wasn't sure of what I should do first.
A/R lady walks in and drops off some invoices without even saying a 'good morning' or any form of greeting. I then realize that in her eyes, if not most people in the office, only see me as a robot who is processing the work for them.
I understand that they are anticipating their permanent worker to come back, but hey people, treasure the present and cherish what you have now! I can't help but keep thinking how would they survive without me. Sure, they can go to the agency and find another replacement, but they would have to train him/her all over again. It makes me almost smug to think that I am rather essential, just that they won't admit it.
Never mind that. Aside from being a little miffed by A/R lady, I got to work soon enough, and I realize it was back to the world of paper, and PAPER CUTS! I promptly went back to killing trees and there is karma! I get paper cuts in return!
But there is nothing I can do about it. My boyfriend says, "You know what, you should find a 'greener' workplace next time, if you are so unhappy about wasting paper.." I totally agree! Now I know, if they ever ask me in an interview, what is important to me in a job.. I'll know what to say! I really want to play a part in saving this fragile environment of ours, that is only getting worse day by day as corporate offices terrorize the forests without blinking an eye.
I truly felt like a tree murderer, and I could almost hear the agonizing screams of little trees, coming from the humming of the printer which was spitting out sheets after sheets of clean, white paper. It didn't help that I was printing monthly reports, which require just about, hmm, 2000-3000 sheets of paper?
I know because 1 ream of paper has 500 sheets, and at the end of that week I had used about one a day (read: 5). This was precisely what I was trying to avoid; that's what I was thinking when they told me last week was my last day.. I don't have to do monthly reports and kill trees! I had done monthly reports last month and I was mortified at the amount of paper I was going through, so in my mind I was going, "Never again!"
Aside from that, things felt somewhat normal by lunch time, and I was glad. That feeling of uncertainty and abnormality left, and my mind was back at ease.
Still, I don't want to continue murdering more logs. I really want to find a more environmentally-friendly workplace in future. I still want to change the world, one piece of paper at a time! :)
Day 6
Day 06 - Favorite super hero and why
Ehh? I don't like superheroes and anything near sci-fi.. So essentially all those Superman, Batman, whatever-man/woman you call it are out of the question.. Assuming if this is asking about those..
I would think that there is someone whom I look up to and admire enough to consider him/her my "super hero", but I really can't think of anyone right now.. In real life or otherwise.. I feel that I'm rather cynical that way...
TV character perhaps? I can't think of anything right now. My brain is blank, as it usually is because I don't use much brain cells at work.. At this rate my brain will be degenerating at an exponential rate.. I need to exercise my brain more.. I know.. It sounds sad, doesn't it? :(
Ehh? I don't like superheroes and anything near sci-fi.. So essentially all those Superman, Batman, whatever-man/woman you call it are out of the question.. Assuming if this is asking about those..
I would think that there is someone whom I look up to and admire enough to consider him/her my "super hero", but I really can't think of anyone right now.. In real life or otherwise.. I feel that I'm rather cynical that way...
TV character perhaps? I can't think of anything right now. My brain is blank, as it usually is because I don't use much brain cells at work.. At this rate my brain will be degenerating at an exponential rate.. I need to exercise my brain more.. I know.. It sounds sad, doesn't it? :(
Monday, October 11, 2010
Day 5
Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to
This was taken at the Canadian Rockies, at Lake Louise, Alberta, Canada. The mountains are truly amazing, you gotta go if you have a chance.. We went there in late May, when the lake was still frozen.. If we had gone a month or two later, the lake would have been an emerald-green colour.. But nevertheless it was a sight to behold..
Here's a bonus picture, even prettier!! :)
Can I go to the Rockies again?? There's still so many places to explore!!!!
This was taken at the Canadian Rockies, at Lake Louise, Alberta, Canada. The mountains are truly amazing, you gotta go if you have a chance.. We went there in late May, when the lake was still frozen.. If we had gone a month or two later, the lake would have been an emerald-green colour.. But nevertheless it was a sight to behold..
Here's a bonus picture, even prettier!! :)
Can I go to the Rockies again?? There's still so many places to explore!!!!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Day 4
Day 04 - A habit that you wish you didn’t have
This one's an easy one~~ I have many many bad habits.. One of the worst is me picking and peeling at the skin on my fingers.. Whenever I see a piece of skin, I will keep picking at it until it gets out of my sight.. Most of the time it involves bloodshed, and it ain't pretty..
I've also had the bad experience of having horrendous cracked heels during winter, since it's so dry, and I can't help but peel away the unsightly skin, which of course, leads to me peeling off even skin that's not dead, and it was so bad until I was limping a bit as I walked.. I'm not kidding..
I also remember when I was around Primary 3 and I peeled until all of my fingers bled and I had to go to school with 10 bandaged fingers eeeek! I know this is pretty gross to hear but that's the worst habit that one can have..
I'm trying my best now and with the boyfriend constantly nagging, "Stop torturing yourself!".. I now have somewhat decent fingers.. I still occasionally peel but I try to use a nail clipper now.. X(
This one's an easy one~~ I have many many bad habits.. One of the worst is me picking and peeling at the skin on my fingers.. Whenever I see a piece of skin, I will keep picking at it until it gets out of my sight.. Most of the time it involves bloodshed, and it ain't pretty..
I've also had the bad experience of having horrendous cracked heels during winter, since it's so dry, and I can't help but peel away the unsightly skin, which of course, leads to me peeling off even skin that's not dead, and it was so bad until I was limping a bit as I walked.. I'm not kidding..
I also remember when I was around Primary 3 and I peeled until all of my fingers bled and I had to go to school with 10 bandaged fingers eeeek! I know this is pretty gross to hear but that's the worst habit that one can have..
I'm trying my best now and with the boyfriend constantly nagging, "Stop torturing yourself!".. I now have somewhat decent fingers.. I still occasionally peel but I try to use a nail clipper now.. X(
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Day 3
Day 03- A picture of you and your friends
At this point in time, I don't have very many friends.. I know, it's the sad truth..
Many people are merely acquaintances.. People who step in and out of your life... How many people actually care about what's happening in your life? I know I sound very cynical, but it is the harsh truth..
I think I get very close to people when I live with them, yet I choose not to live with my friends.. There's a very fine line between that.. Let's talk about that instead..
My logic is that if you live with friends, there are chances that you will nitpick at their flaws and then things turn into a terrible catfight as you have less tolerance for people whom you harbour more expectations on..
On the other hand, if you live with people who you don't know, you get to know them on that scale and then since you are facing the same situation (ie. living with someone who is totally a stranger at first), there are more similarities and you know you have to live with the bad habits of others anyway.. So it is more than likely that you get along well with those people..
For me, my housemates and I seem to have a good relationship, we have girl talks, we tell each other problems, we whine at each other for not doing chores, etc.. Now that I don't live with them anymore, I miss our daily banter and chattering.. Here's a picture for you, if you insist on a picture..
3 in a bath tub! :D In a hotel, no less!
At this point in time, I don't have very many friends.. I know, it's the sad truth..
Many people are merely acquaintances.. People who step in and out of your life... How many people actually care about what's happening in your life? I know I sound very cynical, but it is the harsh truth..
I think I get very close to people when I live with them, yet I choose not to live with my friends.. There's a very fine line between that.. Let's talk about that instead..
My logic is that if you live with friends, there are chances that you will nitpick at their flaws and then things turn into a terrible catfight as you have less tolerance for people whom you harbour more expectations on..
On the other hand, if you live with people who you don't know, you get to know them on that scale and then since you are facing the same situation (ie. living with someone who is totally a stranger at first), there are more similarities and you know you have to live with the bad habits of others anyway.. So it is more than likely that you get along well with those people..
For me, my housemates and I seem to have a good relationship, we have girl talks, we tell each other problems, we whine at each other for not doing chores, etc.. Now that I don't live with them anymore, I miss our daily banter and chattering.. Here's a picture for you, if you insist on a picture..
3 in a bath tub! :D In a hotel, no less!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)