Ruth is a full-time writer. Foodie. Happy camper. Wanders a lot. Used to have the worst taste in men. A reformed swipe-a-holic. Reviving her blog after its death.
Sunday, July 06, 2003
First job jitters.
I’m not complaining. I’m not. I'm happy that I found a job. And a mom who'd willingly buy my baon everyday from my favorite bakery in Manila.
But I got so scared at the thought that in a few days’ time, I’ll become a member of the adult’s idea of The Real World, that I cleaned my room and closet.
The activity proved to be therapeutically effective for me because it led me into thinking of what I wanted to do in the future. My future…
I still haven’t decided where I want to see myself in the future. But I decided to give myself a deadline. If, in five years’ time I’m not happy with my life. I’ll do something crazy and totally change my career path.
Like sell ice cream (I rather liked that restaurant in Meteor Garden where the tables look like little cars) or go to Taiwan and be paparazzi.
I framed some pictures of my college buddies and hanged them above my desk. I thought their pictures would make me laugh when I get stressed out.
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