Tuesday, 26 April 2011
Not Really an Update, Not Quite a Rant
I preface the following article with the following disclaimer (to satisfy my student guilt): The following article was done in the interest of the mental wellbeing of the author and the author acknowledges the time spent on writing this particular article could have been better spent on catching up on the backlog of studies.
Well, well, I decided to drop by here again to dust of some of the signs of prolonged period of unused (which includes failing to instantaneously recall the name of my own domain). For the past month or two, my head has been so stuck in studies and work that my whole Easter break has been scheduled to catch up on the backlog of studies and work, and hopefully, a small chance to do some advance reading (which is looking like an impossibility right now). I should note that right there and then, thinking about all the things I have yet to do before the end of the week that I almost decided to cut this article and continue studying, and i did, and I overruled it. My brain, the slushed version of a former enigmatic, not fully studied organ.
While there has been plenty of material and topics I wished to have covered, and some with still a very rough draft done up (or even just a line or two describing the idea), I decided to just wing it for this one, because that’s what I feel my brains needs right now to decompress. Winging it.
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And, nope. Winging it is not working. My brain went completely blank instead of a glorious word vomit I was hoping for. Let’s try this again. (if it doesn’t work, I am just going to stick a song lyric up instead and this would be my longest (and most nonsensical) prologue to a song lyric post.)
So let’s be content with me rambling about my current life situation for now because my brain seems to have shut off any analytic capabilities to non-mathematic related topics.
Right now, I’m in my final year of my undergraduate studies and I will be finishing by the end of this year, and that is my current backseat ass-ache right now, i.e. when my studies isn’t worrying the crap out of my mind, then I will be thinking of what’s going to happen when I finish this degree. There are currently two obvious choices, continuing on with an Honours year to compliment my degree, or take up a position with my current employer (and continue studying later preferably when I get the local rate).
Both valid choices, both decently good candidates, but both with their separate difficulties. The major one that both of them involve is regarding my capabilities of staying here. If I go the Honours route, then a student visa is easy enough to come by, or even an extension on my current one. If I decided to take up the job instead (which is not actually guaranteed there is one, just the word of a high enough positioned manager that he/she will look into it and the fact that I’m a good worker, and decently sociable, sort of... Not really, I think. Maybe? Who knows? What was I saying?) then I would have to get a migration agent’s opinion on what sort of visas I should look into and how to get about it, which was also what was advised by the aforementioned kind, great, lovely, fantabulous (in case he/she is somehow reading this) manager.
Who would have thought it happening? Me, looking at possible options of staying here on a permanent basis. You could have asked me that four or five years ago, and I would have threw you a dirty look as a reply. But then again, the job market almost anywhere else is much better than back home. Even so, if you would have asked, (and after a few rounds of me saying I have no freaking clue), I would have definitely settled with a different country, hell, a different continent. Two, actually, but right now, with my feet firmly planted here, the prospect of starting anew in another completely foreign environment with no backup seems almost too daunting to consider as possibilities (yes, I am still considering going, if I can work out a good enough offer. Or maybe even an eventuality. My line of work (if I take the research path) would definitely accommodate travelling to those places) (Look at me, line of work, and whatnot, how (almost) grownup sounding).
But right now, prospects aren’t looking too bright for me to just leap cross-continent just yet. Or at least, not the way I want to do it (that is not living on the streets or selling myself off as a slave). If any of my wonderful readers (oh, the kiss up) happen to be wealthy philanthropist with a desire to fund this bright, brilliant student’s study plan, please drop me a line (or even if you happen to be considering the second option thing I mentioned earlier [Not really, but it would be interesting to see if there’s any interest]).
Also, I thought I’d a share a little (and I do mean a LITTLE) about my personal non-study related life that I somehow still have a little of, miraculously. There are quotes from songs of Adele’s most recent album 21 (namely “He Won’t Go” and “Turning Tables”), that, in one way or another, resonate somehow with my personal personal life, past or present, or future maybe? (see what I mean when I said a little):
Well, that’s all for now. Not terribly much in terms of an update, and not terribly meaningful especially comparing my concerns with the concerns of so many others (nuclear radiation, war, famine, starving cats, and the works) but it’s the best I could muster on no notice and not taking up too much time.
So long, till the academic books stop hounding me.
Well, well, I decided to drop by here again to dust of some of the signs of prolonged period of unused (which includes failing to instantaneously recall the name of my own domain). For the past month or two, my head has been so stuck in studies and work that my whole Easter break has been scheduled to catch up on the backlog of studies and work, and hopefully, a small chance to do some advance reading (which is looking like an impossibility right now). I should note that right there and then, thinking about all the things I have yet to do before the end of the week that I almost decided to cut this article and continue studying, and i did, and I overruled it. My brain, the slushed version of a former enigmatic, not fully studied organ.
While there has been plenty of material and topics I wished to have covered, and some with still a very rough draft done up (or even just a line or two describing the idea), I decided to just wing it for this one, because that’s what I feel my brains needs right now to decompress. Winging it.
.
.
.
.
.
And, nope. Winging it is not working. My brain went completely blank instead of a glorious word vomit I was hoping for. Let’s try this again. (if it doesn’t work, I am just going to stick a song lyric up instead and this would be my longest (and most nonsensical) prologue to a song lyric post.)
So let’s be content with me rambling about my current life situation for now because my brain seems to have shut off any analytic capabilities to non-mathematic related topics.
Right now, I’m in my final year of my undergraduate studies and I will be finishing by the end of this year, and that is my current backseat ass-ache right now, i.e. when my studies isn’t worrying the crap out of my mind, then I will be thinking of what’s going to happen when I finish this degree. There are currently two obvious choices, continuing on with an Honours year to compliment my degree, or take up a position with my current employer (and continue studying later preferably when I get the local rate).
Both valid choices, both decently good candidates, but both with their separate difficulties. The major one that both of them involve is regarding my capabilities of staying here. If I go the Honours route, then a student visa is easy enough to come by, or even an extension on my current one. If I decided to take up the job instead (which is not actually guaranteed there is one, just the word of a high enough positioned manager that he/she will look into it and the fact that I’m a good worker, and decently sociable, sort of... Not really, I think. Maybe? Who knows? What was I saying?) then I would have to get a migration agent’s opinion on what sort of visas I should look into and how to get about it, which was also what was advised by the aforementioned kind, great, lovely, fantabulous (in case he/she is somehow reading this) manager.
Who would have thought it happening? Me, looking at possible options of staying here on a permanent basis. You could have asked me that four or five years ago, and I would have threw you a dirty look as a reply. But then again, the job market almost anywhere else is much better than back home. Even so, if you would have asked, (and after a few rounds of me saying I have no freaking clue), I would have definitely settled with a different country, hell, a different continent. Two, actually, but right now, with my feet firmly planted here, the prospect of starting anew in another completely foreign environment with no backup seems almost too daunting to consider as possibilities (yes, I am still considering going, if I can work out a good enough offer. Or maybe even an eventuality. My line of work (if I take the research path) would definitely accommodate travelling to those places) (Look at me, line of work, and whatnot, how (almost) grownup sounding).
But right now, prospects aren’t looking too bright for me to just leap cross-continent just yet. Or at least, not the way I want to do it (that is not living on the streets or selling myself off as a slave). If any of my wonderful readers (oh, the kiss up) happen to be wealthy philanthropist with a desire to fund this bright, brilliant student’s study plan, please drop me a line (or even if you happen to be considering the second option thing I mentioned earlier [Not really, but it would be interesting to see if there’s any interest]).
Also, I thought I’d a share a little (and I do mean a LITTLE) about my personal non-study related life that I somehow still have a little of, miraculously. There are quotes from songs of Adele’s most recent album 21 (namely “He Won’t Go” and “Turning Tables”), that, in one way or another, resonate somehow with my personal personal life, past or present, or future maybe? (see what I mean when I said a little):
I won't rise until this battle's won,
My dignity's become undone,
So petrified, I'm so scared to step into this ride,
What if I lose my heart and fail the climb?
Not one resemblance to the man I met,
Just a vague and broken boy instead,
We'll almost fall apart and burn the pieces,
And watch them turn to dust,
Will he still love me even when he's free?
Or will he go back to the place where he will choose the poison over me?
Next time, I'll be braver; I'll be my own saviour
When the thunder calls for me
Next time, I'll be braver; I'll be my own saviour
Standing on my own two feet
My dignity's become undone,
So petrified, I'm so scared to step into this ride,
What if I lose my heart and fail the climb?
Not one resemblance to the man I met,
Just a vague and broken boy instead,
We'll almost fall apart and burn the pieces,
And watch them turn to dust,
Will he still love me even when he's free?
Or will he go back to the place where he will choose the poison over me?
Next time, I'll be braver; I'll be my own saviour
When the thunder calls for me
Next time, I'll be braver; I'll be my own saviour
Standing on my own two feet
Well, that’s all for now. Not terribly much in terms of an update, and not terribly meaningful especially comparing my concerns with the concerns of so many others (nuclear radiation, war, famine, starving cats, and the works) but it’s the best I could muster on no notice and not taking up too much time.
So long, till the academic books stop hounding me.
Monkey J
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