taft - buendia - mandaluyong / 3 august 2016 thoughts
going to job interviews, submitting CVs to the HR department of different companies really makes you feel like you’re a bona fide adult.
remember it is not the degree that gets you the job, it is how you sell yourself.
but how do you really sell your self outside your degree?
the more i see people, actually breathing people confined inside their tiny cubicles, the more scared i get, the more i want to go to the mountains and become a recluse, a hermit, and avoid responsibilities and obligations.
i mean, i can’t see myself in there. i don’t see myself in there.
look, honestly, i really don’t know where i am going. i don’t see myself anywhere, doing real life things, or becoming someone/something.
maybe i am applying for the wrong jobs? but dude, i have no idea what career path to follow. the academe? nah, not for now.
maybe i should venture into business? will i be able to commit?
i hate it when they put “critical thinkers” in job requirements and when you go there and show them how critical you can be, they already give you the red flag.
i treat job interviews like a normal human-to-human dialogue where you express yourself with enthusiasm, passion, and sincerity. but apparently, that’s not what they want to hear.
seriously, what do interviewee wants to hear? do they want to be praised liked gods, that them giving you the job is a huge utang na loob to them?
i’m pretty sure i am not doing job interviews properly.
it’s sad bro, i mean, i feel pressured because my batch mates are already employed and i’m still here ranting, complaining, whining about how miserable my life is. and on top of that, i have eldest son responsibilities to fulfill–help the family financially.
i was watching the sunset at bunk, i wonder if the sun is sad every time the moon and the stars starts to dominate the sky or is he happy because for a short period of time he won’t be able to see the sad monotonous life on earth? there’s nothing much to see a night, sorry moon, everyone is asleep and dreaming.
also, i wonder how some people can go through life without dwellin in their miseries. how can they be so happy and carefree?
how can they be so optimistic and hopeful??
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