My life now
I feel weird reading all my old posts. :) My life has changed.
I feel weird reading all my old posts. :) My life has changed.
Oh dear... yes it has been 3 months already! From the day I left Singapore. I am loving every minute here except work time. I have a boss who micromanages me. She is always passive-aggressive, control freak, breath down my neck and treating me like a maid. I have fulfilled my probation time, work performance is satisfactory and this is when I have started to say no to her. The more I say yes, the more she will push the limit.
You caught me off guard by saying hi via IM as if nothing had happened. I am not sure if I am/ever will be ready to talk again. I said hi anyway. It's just that very moment all the rejection and disappointment feeling from the interview all rushed back into my head at one go. I can't believe myself shedding tears over this again. Unsure if it was the interview or you chose not to be there when I needed a shoulder to cry on. We had "discussed" about this before and you don't think it is any of your fault or feeling sorry about it and so be it. I don't wanna fight anymore, I feel really tired to tell you why I was angry and disappointed. Maybe I was being too nice to you. At that point of time, I DID not wish we should end our friendship over it, after all I DID care for you before. I don't know what I will do, but at this moment, I don't think I am ready to be friendly yet. Let's just stay at Hi-Bye level.
Busy busy everyday. I have started to pack stuff I need to bring over to my new home. Clothes were piled up like a MOUNTAIN in my room, left only a few tiles free space to walk around. oops.. luckily my mother is not in town so she will not nag at me to clear those asap by DHL. Can you imagine the effort, money and time involve if one has to move to another country to start a new life?
I hope moving to a new place will bring me friends who are sincere, and they will do what they say.
Interview went well and I passed the committee for admission of PhD, but guess what they told me after I've gone through everything? "sorry jen, you do not have Msc, we can't take u in to do our PhD program". You can imagine how I feel. You can imagine how I swallow this piece of hard cold fact? Disappointment, devastated, angry (to be frank, not really), humiliated and waste of my time and effort. They informed me they are fully aware that I do not possess a Msc so then... why spend the money to bring me in at the first place. Ya.. they spent more than a thousand Euro to buy me a hope then burst it. How fun? Anyway, I am grateful they brought me in, I gained experience and become more confident when meeting people for interviews.
So many things happened these few weeks.