Feeling a lot like Dustin Hoffman in The Graduate, if he didn’t meet Mrs. Robinson. What I’m trying to say is that I’m a lost sheep, a drifter. I’m waiting for my life to begin, and there isn’t a specific moment where I’m going to know for sure that it has begun. There isn’t a starter to shoot off a pistol, telling me when I’m supposed to grow up, propelling me to move ahead into my life, to start on my career.
So yes, I’m a little bit hazy and a little bit sad.
It’s so difficult to concentrate on school now. I feel like an idiot when I’m reading my assignment description and tasks, what do they want from me? The words research and report are so uninspiring, it doesn’t help that my projects are slowly piling up and deadlines are looming.
Let’s call it an adventure instead, shall we?
But then I realised that I’m not sure if we’re at the point in this relationship where you actually need to know that much information about my life, so here we go, the abridged version.
I went to work today, and although I have officially stopped working a week ago, there’s still some unfinished business and I am way too compassionate a person to decline pleas of help from a kind co-worker who has done nothing but made my stay more enjoyable.
I’ve been working at Potato Productions for about half a year now. Initially I thought that I’d be doing some writing. I ended up doing a whole lot of other stuff I never thought I’d do.
In the past months, I have produced an iPhone application, made it one of the top free downloaded apps in Singapore, been the social media girl of the company and gotten ourFacebook page up with over 800 fans, generated some pretty damn cool marketing ideas and helped in the making of an upcoming Content Management System (CMS). Oh and of course, managed an international penpal network.
Though challenging, it was an experience of epic proportions. I can safely say that although it was a good learning adventure, and I have less worries about getting a job (in general), I am also slightly terrified at the thought of not being able to find one that I am passionate about or one that I am inadequate for.
And this is why, on the 3rd of February in the coming year, I will be embarking on a new journey in a (slightly) foreign land.
Go easy on me, Australia, I’m learning.