"Like a betel leaf on the top of a boulder, reluctant to live
yet unwilling to wither" is my version of translating Indonesian
proverb, "Bagai kerakap di atas batu, hidup segan mati tak mau."
I know, I know, it sounds a bit far-fetched & rhymes better in
Indonesian anyway. I'm of no translator, 'kay? Any suggestion for a
better rhyming translation, you tell me. But I digress.
Anyhow, this proverb is made as a simile for a person who easily get
bored for doing a work or job, hence he/she looked for another job. This
proverb reminds myself on how unwise to 'grasshop' (is it even a word?)
from one job to another. Well, I've never really worked a long time for
one kind of a jo... no, I haven't even worked a 'real' job! Blame my
long knowledge-gathering process, or rather, affinity on academic life,
one once said. I worked part-time jobs twice, and as I said, my study
was the main reason to call it a... part-time job? There's no point to
gain money when at the same time it would increase the probability of
failure to progress in what I (actually, my father) have been paying
money for, if you get what I mean. I don't want to spend my time for a
part-time job when I could've used the same amount of time studying to
get a better mark, and I (again, my father) had spend more money for the
course than I would've get from the job. So my plan would be to finish
my study--for the third time and I'm sick of it already--and get the
hell out of the pile of books to find a job for myself. This job I will
use as a stepping stone for the so-called 'career', that is.
But there's another unit I've yet put into the equation: Australian
Temporary Resident. So, these fellas of mine have been buggin' me to get
it and stay for a lil' longer here. I don't worry much about getting
TR, but I'd worry more on whether I'd get a decent job that would fit my
degree. By 'decent' I mean 'justified' with my skill or knowledge. I
don't worry about the salary too, no sir. If I am me--which, I am--I'd
worried more about building my career, and part-time job won't do any
good as it would just let my degree succumbs to the power of time.
Now, I'm not a kind of guy whom they refers as a 'rolling stone', as
in "a rolling stone gathers no moss" (i.e. someone who does not settle
in one place rarely prospers). If I live in a place, I usually stay
there for a looong time. And hey, my current mobile phone is the same
Sony-Ericsson W810i I've been using since 6 years ago. I'm a very loyal
person, o yeah :-p. So I don't plan to touch-n'-go some job and get
another one. As long as I'm happy and get the rather-controversial
Permanent Resident, I'd consider to stay here for a tad bit longer by
5-10 years than I initially planned. But if one ever asks me a dream
job, I'd say entrepreneur or writer. I won't live as a corporate slave
my whole life. Also, one other important thing: homecoming. Yep, my
hometown would be the only place I would want to spend the rest of my
life in. Period.
Sounds a little too optimistic and easy-to-say, eh? Well, at least I got plan A and B.
But for now, let's go back to reality: assignments and exams are waiting to be conquered.
Get married, you wonder? TBA B-)
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"I'm just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe" - Jango Fett
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