P.P.S. [In this case this stands for pre,pre-script] I love surprises. A lot.
P.S. [In this case this stands for pre-script] This post is a little late oops. In fact, almost a month late. And it's also a little inappropriate to be used as an article for the CMC newsletter so I'll write an article myself and why am I so luo suo? :P
Days after I chose to work during the November holidays, I was wondering what the hell I was thinking when I made that choice. A normal Sharmaine would have been daring and smart, and went for something big and bold, like OBS Sabah. OBS was created for people like me, okay. And it sounded almost like a temptation. I must have been high on crack when I chose work. (Kidding lol. I just wasn't in the right frame of mind. Or was I?)
It seemed like luck wasn't on my side too, judging from how I had to run around so much to get prepared for work. I went to Jurong point to get a bank account created, went to get a skirt and...... (woopee I forgot where else because my memory sucks.) I also had to go through the horror of asking for permission to borrow my sister's camera for video-taping purposes. That really wasn't easy. I also had to ask for permission to borrow my Dad's mobile broadband. Then I used up a week trying to get friends to come for focus group discussions, which was again, quite tough because people are very lazy. That's a very cruel fact about the world.
But I did manage to get nice friends to join me during those discussions in the end, after much asking around. Thank God.
So I refer back to my first sentence - "I love surprises. A lot." That's why I really thank God for constantly giving me these huge surprises, these blessings in disguise. They're seriously starting to make me wonder what I did to deserve all these.
The main reason why I was feeling rather down about working was because most of my friends were having the time of their lives at their other ROCs trips. Seriously, it was quite agonizing not having friends to talk to during that period.
But God gave me so many bright sides to look on.
If there wasn't a Japan Earthquake early this year, I wouldn't have made a bank account at Jurong Point, wouldn't have went to the Watsons at the basement to get meds for Ah Gong, wouldn't have went to Fairprice to buy Vitamin water, Dad wouldn't have thought of buying 4D despite the sickening queue, which means I wouldn't have money for braces. Seriously, the logic is scary. That's why I love the future, because the future gives you these kinds of surprises.
I wouldn't have found out what a great but tiny place CMC is too, how convenient the place is, how amazing the staff are, how nice their pantry is (they've got Mentos and Milo), how comfy their office is, how smelly their toilet is, how auntie Joanna and Jovis' desks are (Jovis has a dartboard and Joanna's desk is a Mama shop), how nice a person Zhang xu is, how fun office gossip is, how fun conducting focus group discussions were, how fun our final presentation was and of course, how nice the food over there is. They have the best tau huay at Maxwell hawker centre, oh Jesus.
So you know, after ROCs 3, I've only got one thing to say.
My friends took home jet lag. I took home experience. (The fun kind, hehehe.)
P.S. [In this case this stands for pre-script] This post is a little late oops. In fact, almost a month late. And it's also a little inappropriate to be used as an article for the CMC newsletter so I'll write an article myself and why am I so luo suo? :P
Days after I chose to work during the November holidays, I was wondering what the hell I was thinking when I made that choice. A normal Sharmaine would have been daring and smart, and went for something big and bold, like OBS Sabah. OBS was created for people like me, okay. And it sounded almost like a temptation. I must have been high on crack when I chose work. (Kidding lol. I just wasn't in the right frame of mind. Or was I?)
It seemed like luck wasn't on my side too, judging from how I had to run around so much to get prepared for work. I went to Jurong point to get a bank account created, went to get a skirt and...... (woopee I forgot where else because my memory sucks.) I also had to go through the horror of asking for permission to borrow my sister's camera for video-taping purposes. That really wasn't easy. I also had to ask for permission to borrow my Dad's mobile broadband. Then I used up a week trying to get friends to come for focus group discussions, which was again, quite tough because people are very lazy. That's a very cruel fact about the world.
But I did manage to get nice friends to join me during those discussions in the end, after much asking around. Thank God.
So I refer back to my first sentence - "I love surprises. A lot." That's why I really thank God for constantly giving me these huge surprises, these blessings in disguise. They're seriously starting to make me wonder what I did to deserve all these.
The main reason why I was feeling rather down about working was because most of my friends were having the time of their lives at their other ROCs trips. Seriously, it was quite agonizing not having friends to talk to during that period.
But God gave me so many bright sides to look on.
If there wasn't a Japan Earthquake early this year, I wouldn't have made a bank account at Jurong Point, wouldn't have went to the Watsons at the basement to get meds for Ah Gong, wouldn't have went to Fairprice to buy Vitamin water, Dad wouldn't have thought of buying 4D despite the sickening queue, which means I wouldn't have money for braces. Seriously, the logic is scary. That's why I love the future, because the future gives you these kinds of surprises.
I wouldn't have found out what a great but tiny place CMC is too, how convenient the place is, how amazing the staff are, how nice their pantry is (they've got Mentos and Milo), how comfy their office is, how smelly their toilet is, how auntie Joanna and Jovis' desks are (Jovis has a dartboard and Joanna's desk is a Mama shop), how nice a person Zhang xu is, how fun office gossip is, how fun conducting focus group discussions were, how fun our final presentation was and of course, how nice the food over there is. They have the best tau huay at Maxwell hawker centre, oh Jesus.
So you know, after ROCs 3, I've only got one thing to say.
My friends took home jet lag. I took home experience. (The fun kind, hehehe.)
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