back home!
finally home after 3 weeks of holiday paradiso.
flight home took 8 hours, watched 4 movies throughout: the queen, miss potter, paris je'taime, the pursuit of happyness.
ate many meals on board and kept getting hungry still, thong thinks i'm a monster. i think my appetite has expanded yet even more in aussie cos the servings there are so huge? nothing can satisfy my bottomless pit of a stomach anymore:
5pm-stewed beef with potato slices and pumpkins, crackers and bread with cheese (which tasted awfully good), mango and passionfruit ice-cream was served soon after, and a hot mug of chocolate with marshmallow soon after that. and i was screaming in hunger within half hour. why are plane servings so small?? 7pm-baked pasta with tomatoes. not to my liking but gobbled up anyway. plate of fruits. cadbury chocolate bar. more drinks.
and hungry again by 9pm.
din get the window seat this time to watch the lands and skies beneath us slide past. isn't it a wonder how the plane can transport us from places to places so efficiently? one moment i'm in melbourne, next i'm beside mummy. it never cease to amaze me. and this is my tenth flight in the past 3 years! was just counting the other day and was surprised there were ten. but 4 were from this trip la.
mummy and bro (surprise surprise) came to pick us up. bro just got his new car and i swear mum was so paranoid throughout the trip. kept telling him to drive carefully, go slower, stop at the traffic light blah blah blah. and when i talked bout my trip she asked me to shhhh cos my bro needs to concentrate. ?!! she's on a panic high. not looking forward to anymore rides on my bro's car with mum around.
anyway i caught a bad cold from the last day in melbourne. thought we were just going shopping so i only wore a tank top with a thin cardigan and thin sweater. boy what a huge mistake. we went to port phillip bay in the end and the wind was howling in our faces. both of us were freezing. wish we could stay longer cos it was such a pretty and serene place. but time was limited and we had to get to other places to shop. the shops close at like 5pm?
and now i'm not only having a cold but a sorethroat too. boohooo. cos of too much chocolate and nuts eating over there. and the lack of water la. i hate drinking their tap water. the warm water is cloudy. and i hate drinking cold water. so each day i drink less than half of my small nalgene bottle. hee but i'm getting ok la.. just got a very weird flu-voice and i keep sleeping, which really isn't peculiar of me is it.. hee.
anyway me and thong got thru the airport securities fine.. no checks no nothing. yippee! no taxes on our wines! but our friends who flew one day ahead of us weren't so lucky. they were actually stopped on their way to exit, which is really kinda rare, and asked to declare their alcohol. luckily they only had to pay the tax and not get fined for tax evasion or something. heehee.
cousin just flew to sydney for work for one week. asked me last week if i might postpone my flight and go for a free stay in sydney to accompany her. sighh wish i could just postpone my flight la.. stay for one more week.. not in a hostel but at the four points sheraton! which we kept passing by in sydney and i think even popped in to use the posh toilet once? hehe. she has views of the beautiful darling harbour sia. now she's alone there and she's bored cos seriously, aussie's not the place to be when u're alone as it's quite a ghost town after 5 or 6pm.
now i'm back home and sweating. heh okies the heat isn't that bad. though i miss the cool weather it is indeed troublesome to have to wear layers of clothing and bring jackets out and stuff. at least back home i can wear singlets everyday. heh good consolation.
many stuff coming up so i gotta nurse myself back to bubbly health! grandpa's bday, cousin's wedding, catching up with friends and relatives.. to pass prezzies and stuff. sigh i'm nice la, each time i go overseas i nv fail to buy something for them even though this time i promised myself i'm not gonna spend too much time shopping for them. hee not that i bought lotsa stuff la.. in fact really budget stuff that we bought. heee can't blame la, we're backpackers leh.
and of cos, job-hunting. gosh now this is back to plague me. it's at the back of my mind actually but now i'm having some trouble trying to bring it back to the front. holiday-hangover. still no signs of any employer wanting me. rather, i haven't really applied to any. the issue is not so much of wanting a job soon. the issue is more of, i still dunno wat i wanna do.
the two friends who travelled with us are working in credit-suisse. so throughout the trip they kept urging me to send them my resume cos their dept is looking for pple. u guys know i'm not a bank person right?? they assured me that anyone can pick up the skills in their dept, and they're open to arts pple like myself. and besides, after hearing them talk bout the current renumeration, gosh can't say i'm not tempted. and imptly too, their dept sounds like nice pple and no politics watsoever.. and if i do indeed get the job in the end, my friends will get $5K reward.
so i sent in my resume yesterday to my friends as they told me to.. w/o knowing wat job i'm even applying for (only rough idea).. din do any research watsoever. sick la so resting whole day. hehe. i guess from there my friends would forward to relevant pple.
then guess wat?? i just received a phone call today from the bank.. the speaker is an ang moh and i dunno wat his slang was, but watever it is i can't really make out what he was saying most of the time. and he gave me a mini phone interview.
gosh i was totally, utterly unprepared. stuff bout banking and finance has always disinterested me, and i know nuts how to answer his qns, or even understand what he was saying. stupid accent + banking language left me clueless and struggling for words to hold the conversation. not to mention talking in my stupid squeaky flu-voice i'm now left with. how do u speak intelligently when u can't even make out the words the interviewer is saying? u can't keep asking him to repeat right? it's not the usual english angmoh slang, that i can still manage i guess, but this is some weird mixture of probably european + dunno what accent. i thought it sounds abit indianish. but nope definitely not. and i think indianish i can catch too. i got a feeling this ang moh isn't from my friends' dept. and he got a name of the position that i "applied" for, and i dun even know of it.
arghhhhh. how i screwed it up la. horrible start. probably i shouldn't even try out sectors i'm not so interested in. thought i shld just try it out since i know pple there. maybe i shld steer clear of banks.
sigh. community sectors, hard to get in. need to be committed, tough. psychology, impossible to get in. no second upper hons. fullstop. private sectors, dunno how to get in. not so interested, competitive, but great money.
how now brown cow.

