iridescente: a collective of the senses

March 19, 2009

021: the day after

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , — Alicia T @ 4:37 am

I suspect this will soon turn into some sort of Bikram/holistic crap journal. Okay, I kid.

Can’t move my limbs at all today. Killed me to even get out of bed this morning and getting into my car was an absolute pain. I practically couldn’t drive with all the stiffness/aching in every known muscle. Can’t go back to Bikram today because am actually down with a cold (result of getting rid of body toxins?) and don’t want it to get worst.

Suffering from insomnia once again. Stressing about my job situation, it’s giving me some sort of anxiety attack. Can’t sleep and when I finally do fall asleep (usually at 6am), all I dream of is getting rejected by every job I applied for – oh wait, I’m not dreaming, it is for real. Maybe things will indeed be better if I just moved back to Singapore.

With the whole economy crisis and all, I’m not at all surprised that they’re giving the jobs to Australians. I could write a long rant about how UN-DIVERSIFIED a country Australia is. I know many people who are successful back home, but resumes are not even given a second glance because they are not local or they bear a last name that is un-pronounceable. This is very disappointing, especially when it comes to the advertising industry – a workforce that prides itself on being multicultural and holds annual conferences on how overseas influence is what it truly needs to grow.

From what I have witnessed and through my own experience, it looks like a bunch of bullshit. I can’t believe that I have forked out a ridiculous $8,000 for a permanent residency application (and it’s made up of dumb tests) to be ostracised by my so-called peers. It could be some sort of conspiracy theories, “make them fork out a limb for PR, don’t give them a job and make them wait nine months cold turkey”. I once believed that Australia was a great place to be, but the past one year and nine months have shown me that this country claims to be developed in every aspect yet continues to blatantly practice white superiority.

Call me bitter, but I’m stating the facts. If I know talented people who come with years of experience are being shunned for lazy-ass mofos who can’t tell left from right (and get defensive when their mistakes are brought to light), then something must be really wrong. I had a short stint working in an office environment and the majority of people I encounter are all talk and no action. As if that is going to get you through life in the long run.

And for goodness sake, go read up on current/world affairs. Singaporean is a nationality, not a race. English is our first language. We can’t for fuck’s sake speak Singaporean, just like you don’t speak Australian. And our grammar is every bit as good as yours, because English originated from England. NOT AUSTRALIA.

Rant indeed.

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