The transitioning.

I've officially begun work at the finance department of ntuc fair price, and things seem to be finally stabilising. It's been one rather hectic week, and while I must admit that the transition from having absolutely nothing to do at home to having to rush out the counting of vouchers was a difficult one, I couldn't have expected anything less than what I'm currently experiencing. I'm currently thanking God for having blessed me with a caring supervisor and some nice workmates whom I'd be spending the rest of my time there with. That, plus having the privilege of listening to music and eating whatever I want out of my drawer. It's a refreshing experience, and while sometimes I really dread work ( like now), I've got to admit that it's better that what I hoped for.

Sometimes though, I miss my days at the kindergarten. Not because I miss screaming at children, but rather because I felt that whatever talents I have were at least, well, being appreciated. I was given the opportunity to draw (for the children) and I was honoured when others asked me to help proof read their work. In a way, I was happy because despite the crazy schedule and being drained the entire day, I was appreciated, and the children were happy. Down here, it's a man's world (not like anywhere else isnt) and it's all math related - not my forte. And I fall short in many areas, not just because I'm an arts student, but also because I'm a girl and because I lack experience where others (like my cowokers) don't. It's marginalising sometimes, and it hurts, but I've learnt to swallow it because, after all, I've got very little opportunities to prove myself. I can't do mental sums as well as the other 2 engineering / mechengineering guys, and I lack in exp and strength where they both excel. It's sad.

They're nice people though. I'm glad that I get along with them, despite having vastly different backgrounds, and it's thanks to them that my working environment is a little better. Perhaps it's the fact that I can look forward to seeing them and talking nonsense that helps me get through the day.

I'm dreading the coming week now though. Today marks the last Saturday I'll see Chu because he'll be down for Ndp duty. Even Saturday till 9th August, and that's when I begin uni. I'm probably quitting beginning July, from the looks of it, so I get to spend a little more time preparing myself/spend time with him before the workload piles up from uni.

In any case, there's nothing much I can do now. There's 2 months to clear at work, and then there's uni. It's intimidating, and I'm not quite sure if I'm going to look forward to it.

And as always, they have a reason for saying growing up is tough.
Ah well. Mind over matter.