mascara
today was about all over the east side of singapore..
went for to recruitexpress early, about 10 am to register.. tampines! so far away. but they don't have any slots for me right now. so i guess it is hopeless over there, and have to keep looking. anyhows, i wonder why i always get pretty interviewers. hahaa.
then met cheok at tampines mall, ate macs, talked, made him skip lesson (heheh. last year around this time, i was the one skipping lessons) then headed down to swee lee @ bugis. got my book. very expensive. and i must stop spending already. currently jobless, yet spending and spending. got to, got to, got to STOP!
headed to kembangan after that, for another interview. turns out they won't interview because of some bs reason, and asked us to fill up some form. will get called back if shortlisted. i wrote some nice crap for the "why do you want this job" reason, but i doubt it'll suffice, seeing how all the other applicants are older than me and are able to commit longer.
and the search continues... i wonder if i should do some calling and hunting again tmr. travelling is expensive man. i spent like 5bucks on transport alone today. seriously, can someone ask me out so i can take my mind off job hunting? hahaah.
and today, i learnt about mascara. nowadays, there is mascara for the face, and for the soul as well. particularly in the workplace. i realize that some people are buried in two inches of mascara, and just try to fit into some normalcy. they hide what they feel, and act as if everything is alright all the time, when it really is not. but i acknowledge that such is the way to survive, particularly when everyone else is coated in mascara too, and the world can be such a bitchy place. sadly, i realize i've joined the ranks of the mascara laden.
but mascara doesn't make you any prettier. no, in my humble opinion, it does not. what it does is hide your flaws, make you look perfect. but it hides you as well. hides your blemishes, but along with it, the quirkiness, and the beautiful soul you were created to be. it is only under the mascara that you can see the frailty, the authenticity, and the love each of us possess. and the true strength too, not one huge airshow. you can only see strength when it really is you reacting.
so wake up, and wipe off the mascara you, all you people and me. (now, who am i kidding.)
went for to recruitexpress early, about 10 am to register.. tampines! so far away. but they don't have any slots for me right now. so i guess it is hopeless over there, and have to keep looking. anyhows, i wonder why i always get pretty interviewers. hahaa.
then met cheok at tampines mall, ate macs, talked, made him skip lesson (heheh. last year around this time, i was the one skipping lessons) then headed down to swee lee @ bugis. got my book. very expensive. and i must stop spending already. currently jobless, yet spending and spending. got to, got to, got to STOP!
headed to kembangan after that, for another interview. turns out they won't interview because of some bs reason, and asked us to fill up some form. will get called back if shortlisted. i wrote some nice crap for the "why do you want this job" reason, but i doubt it'll suffice, seeing how all the other applicants are older than me and are able to commit longer.
and the search continues... i wonder if i should do some calling and hunting again tmr. travelling is expensive man. i spent like 5bucks on transport alone today. seriously, can someone ask me out so i can take my mind off job hunting? hahaah.
and today, i learnt about mascara. nowadays, there is mascara for the face, and for the soul as well. particularly in the workplace. i realize that some people are buried in two inches of mascara, and just try to fit into some normalcy. they hide what they feel, and act as if everything is alright all the time, when it really is not. but i acknowledge that such is the way to survive, particularly when everyone else is coated in mascara too, and the world can be such a bitchy place. sadly, i realize i've joined the ranks of the mascara laden.
but mascara doesn't make you any prettier. no, in my humble opinion, it does not. what it does is hide your flaws, make you look perfect. but it hides you as well. hides your blemishes, but along with it, the quirkiness, and the beautiful soul you were created to be. it is only under the mascara that you can see the frailty, the authenticity, and the love each of us possess. and the true strength too, not one huge airshow. you can only see strength when it really is you reacting.
so wake up, and wipe off the mascara you, all you people and me. (now, who am i kidding.)
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