rediscovering eden
But I wrote them for you
And anywhere I would be with you
No matter where, but for now we're here
So let's spin around again in this field of flowers we're in
-Sixpence None the Richer,'Field of Flowers'
dailies
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
10:56 PM
I shall be jobless by the end of this week.
That means no more $$$. I'm really sad.
I've bought an ipod video! Uber happy. I love ipod, and I love the way they package it! Creative just fades in comparison...!
My ah pek colleague helpfully sent me this website link where they try to guide you towards finding the job (and consequently university course) most suited to your interest and capabilities.
Actually all they do is present these three questions to you:
1) What do you most like to do?
2) What do you do best?
3) What do you find most rewarding?
And the rest is some kind of psychological advice on how to plan blah blah blah.
Which I find
very unhelpful. None of which is my colleague's fault since he obviously saw the light pondering these questions, the website is fundamentally idiotic.
I can answer those 3 questions straight off, and still I will not be able to find myself the perfect job (& uni course).
Maybe my parents should have presented such questions to me when I was in primary school as one grateful parent who wrote in some glowing testimonial for the site...Apparently helpful for his three little girls.
Because after all one's fabourite hobby or talent is not always a marketable one, or else there is no market, hence no opportunities, for cashing in on it.
Or else one has already taken a deviant route.
That's now my idea of utopia: making your living out of doing something you love.
Those people who've managed to achieve this are the ones I envy the most.
Work isn't work to them, but becomes something actually fun, fulfilling, purposeful...
Because working life will be a real pain in the ass.
Anyway I once took this quiz which was suppose to tell you what job you were most suited to based on personality....
And mine was a clerk.
Mailroom clerk.
My mother would freak out. grins.
