Job Hunt

Believe those who say getting a job in city ain't easy, because it is not easy.

I chose to walk-in-interview because I believe that taking initiative is a valuable virtue that any employers would appreciate. It sure takes a lot of guts to put that stupid and heavy step across the entrance and ask for a job. Especially when you do not have the slightest idea if a vacancy is available. I was so convinced that my ability to construct a sentence would be inhibited if I have to encountered a real-life pharmacist. Although that was not the case, I'm sure I had the most desire to escape that awkward confrontation.

I'm proud of myself. Despite the fact that I did only two out of five of my expectation. But I did get my ass in an unknown foreign pharmacy and repeat the same old sentence I have been practicing :"I'm just wondering if you have any vacancies for student pharmacist?" Obviously, as I would have expected, it didn't work out. I didn't get a job out of that effort, and I'm still slacking off like I did every past holiday. I am so fucked up. For the first time in my petty little life, I feel like I am one of those Americans who contributes nothing but to the elevated carbon dioxide in the atmosphere.

Melancholies Again...

Finally some mood for blogging. Actually is just too boring to do anything else, so blogging is the only thing to kill time. So... what's the topic for today?

Let's talk about me staying alone. One day, someone told me you have got to stop staying alone. And the next day, magically, I was told to have someone moving in with me. Okay... That is so not okay!

I have been so comfortable staying alone in a sophisticated and spacious room. After my ex-roommate moved out, I have come to realize that having my own room is something so precious! Maybe I had realized this pretty late because all my life, I have been occupying a room by myself (except for a year in INTEC). Now that I have to share MY bathroom, MY wardrobe, MY everything in the room, this ain't easy for me.

Another huge concern is that this new roommate of mine is a PhD student! Which means there is a really huge gap between our age, area of interests, and topics of conversation. I know this is going to turn out very awkward, I know. What would a preacher say if I go to one? Maybe he will say let the misfortune that falls upon you be no burden to your life (just trying to think positive). Well, it's not the end of the world, let's see how it will go. God bless me...

Let's B.I.T.C.H

Some people are just as annoying as those little obnoxious cockroaches that you work your ass off to avoid them but they still show up and throw you a sense of failure aren't they? Well, guess what? I have been there, I know this just well.

What about taking a fair stand? I really can't remember which dude told me to see the good things about those you hate, because my eyes are blinded by the hatred I have. Well, honestly? I don't think so. I don't know what fuck up shit is he made of, his presence alone disgusts me to the bones! Hey! I don't like you! Say something smart! (Just some random quote I learned from Madea...)

Phew... this is what's so interesting about blog. You can bitch however you like for I care. Hola bloggers, let's bitch!

Old Habit

There are a lot of things I want to do in my life. I want to learn one or two martial arts before I end up in the hand of some thugs. I want to learn piano before someone talk to me about musical recital. I want to buy a decent vest for a function before I graduate. However, financial and opportunistic problems always come in my way. Due to my life experience and attitude which shape me into who I am today, I am a money sensitive guy. As much as I appreciate the way I am, sometimes it is not convenience living with such perception. So, some time ago, I decided to let loose the inconsiderate part of me. In just a month time, this part of me had enjoyed more than what I had done in a year (by done i mean spent). Again, as much as I appreciate this lifestyle, guilt just crept up my shoulder and told me to stop. Well I guess old habit dies hard.

Let's do some accounting (the quote of 'accounting is sexy' suddenly occurred to me).

My rental is 120 dollars per month.
Monthly tram card costs 110 dollars.
7 dollars dinner for a month = 210 dollars.
My post-paid phoning bill is at least 70 dollars.
Other expenditure including breakfast is about 100 dollars per month.

So, this adds up to about 600 dollars! I strongly believe that I spent less than RM430 monthly back in Malaysia. So what changes the figure?

Well, back in Malaysia, there was no rental charge for me. There was also no transportation fee needed. Furthermore, dinner in Shah Alam was only RM3.50. Now I miss Malaysia...

I have to say living on my own is not easy (the expenditure says it all). So I guess it's time to change my own little perception a bit (no unit conversion at the least!) after almost four months here in Melbourne. Maybe that will make me feel better. Cheers!