Do you know who you are? I mean, truly truly who you are, and what you want in life?
I think if you're really aware, graduation year makes you put on your more introspective glasses for a while as you take stock of your life, especially when you're looking for a job. Then all sorts of things come up - that job doesn't fit, I don't want to do that job, I'm not too happy with the work conditions, I don't think I want her as a boss...
Hold the arguments about being fussy and everything for a while - they're valid arguments, but that's not what I'm looking at just now. I'm looking at how you know innately what sort of a job you think you'll like. Not many of us can articulate it very well - in fact, I think some of us can't articulate it at all.
Somehow or other, I think it pretty much boils down to how well you know yourself. I doubt any of us do. I think you get to know yourself as you interact with life - and how many of us can truly say we're taken life by the balls, and yes, dammit, lived life the way we always wanted.
I think this problematique pretty much extends to encompass the reason behind why you see so many Singaporean 20-somethings in universities and other tertiary institutions disenchanted with their studies. Primary school. Check. Secondary school. Check. Junior College. Check. University. Check. What next? Uhm... isn't it on the checklist?
Aimlessless. Uncertainty. Emptiness. Suddenly, this black hole of potential opens up within you that you didn't even know was there. What did you fill it with previously, you wonder. And what will you do with it now?
Clubbing. Fast cars. Fancy girls. Flashy guys. Booze. Cigarettes. The Stock Exchange. Sex. Shopping. Bugger the protestant work ethic (work hard because work is good for you) - why bother? It's not like I have a "starting point", a baseline from which I can fall from. Essentially, I have no identity. The world is my oyster, and I can damn well do anything I want with myself.
Congrats, buddy. Welcome to the dark hole that is yourself. But guess what?
Black holes suck.
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