This anxiety, though. There has been one, two people who questioned my ability to stay put, and I had taken it as a challenge. And I love challenges. Accepted. But now, I'm not so sure. My trial time ends in about a month, and whenever asked about it, they always say not to worry, which … Continue reading Divergence →

This morning I got up really early, stressed about lesson plan, came just in time to cut up some exercise materials, and delivered a 2-hour English class to a group of young shy Indonesians. I thought this part of my life ended a long time ago, but the truth is I never stopped reaping the … Continue reading Expectations →

Among all the unfamiliarities of the new job - an actual title, a job at a corporation where I get my own cubicle, attendance being recorded - the biggest joke is the fact that I now work for a fashion business. Acquaintances, especially female ones, would congratulate me on landing such a cool gig, but … Continue reading Going Native →

http://waiterrant.net/2005/05/145/ Reading this, I had to smile to offset the tickle in my belly. I get that this is written to discourage the practice, but the multiple instances I've overstayed my time at an establishment has been suffused with lovely - just lovely - memories. The fact is, reasonable adults don't linger without a reason. … Continue reading Get Out →

A dipping point is that remarkable instance where, almost magically, life is devoid of bliss. Meaning is yanked out of your hands before you realized what you were in possession of. Gone. It's remarkable because it can literally happen in an instance. Here you are minding your own business, when all of a sudden, a … Continue reading Dipping Point →