Vac work, bright (city) lights, Economic Hitman
Halright. As I am writing this sentence, I realise(d) that it's now 10.45 in the evening. I finished my dinner at around 9.30, and I was planning to start writing my blog entry. But then I got sidetracked when I remembered that I have to finish my resume.
Although it's maybe too early to sign up for vacation work (held in summer time, usually from late November until February), some companies have 'opened the gates' for penultimate and final year students. Most of these are big companies that have a 2 or more tiered selection method - 2 interviews, a month after application closing date and a second one a few months after that.
I myself am applying for a vacation work program in ExxonMobil.
If that's not working out, I have plan B: a guaranteed vac work for an international mining company or, an offshore survey work. I worked with the latter last summer. Both of these companies are located in Indonesia.
Plan C: Play Medieval2TotalWar all summer long. Fancy.
My ego-raising statements aside, I do have some un-egoistical things to talk about for this entry (well, maybe not that un-egoistical, I mean, people are ego monsters. Hungry, ego monsters)
- I have this bad habit. I like to read when I'm eating. My parents would constantly egg me for this, but I think lately they've given up. Anyway, since I was able to read.. and that was a long time ago, I assure you, I've been reading in the dinner table. It started from Doraemon to magazines and novels. I like reading novels. Mostly I read non-fiction.
So I was eating my dinner, right, and I was just finishing up on a little book called "Confession of an Economic Hitman". This is probably one of those books that everyone must have read by now.
Like the Da Vinci Code. Yawn.
Confession is a great book. The first few chapters are about all the glamor and success stories in being an economic hitman. It will make you want to be an EHM. I mean, it certainly had that effect on me. Subliminally, it was like: "Go join MAIN, Putra. Be an EHM. Muahahaha". The rest of the book puts everything into perspective, i.e. how EHM are letting major corporations screw developing countries (e.g Indonesia).
You'll think that by this time, I would've gone pariah and started hating EHMs for their evil ways. And, you know, start being anti-corporate, and start wearing t-shirts that proclaim my hatred against the G8 and the leaders of Military Industrial Complex. Or whatever.
But no. I think I'd like it being an EHM. Maybe it's because this is coming from a student who will do anything to get an extra few bucks to pay off his new digicam. Or maybe because I'm greedy. Or maybe everyone is greedy. Maybe we were born as greedy, evil..babies. Hmm.
Ok, think of it this way: Say, I am an anti free trade activist (I'm not). I organise huge rallies, and I am in the process of writing a book on why free trade is bad. One night, I woke up with cold, cold sweat, and my hippie-wife asked me a question: "Is everything fine?". "Yes, dear. Everything's fine", I said. Little does she know that I can't, I can't, wait until my book is published. Because I need the money to feed my family. 2 months later, my book is released to high acclaim. So I started writing again, to get more money. Why am I doing this? Even though my viewpoints conflict directly with the concepts of consumerism and capitalism and all those Cs, I still want to earn extra money.
Everyone was born a consumer.
Back to topic: Yes, I want to be an EHM. Slightly out of topic, if anyone ask me what my dream job is, I would say: "Kayak Pak Harto". I am one twisted fuck. Kiss my ring. Muahaha.
- I borrowed Tommy's tripod so I can capture better low-light image. I took these photos (and the one at the start of the entry) at the Yarra.
As you can see, I like Ferris wheels. And bright, bright lights. Man, tripod rules. It so owned holding a camera with your hand, even though it's 10 degrees outside and you're struggling to hold it steady for more than 5 seconds. Hell, I am so getting a tripod (for myself, I have to give this back eventually)
So anyway, I gotta go. Thanks for reading.
Btw, guys (and when I said 'guys', I mean 'males'), check this out. Just watch any of her vlogs. Rawr.
Putra
Playlist: John Mayer, Living Color, DragonForce
Although it's maybe too early to sign up for vacation work (held in summer time, usually from late November until February), some companies have 'opened the gates' for penultimate and final year students. Most of these are big companies that have a 2 or more tiered selection method - 2 interviews, a month after application closing date and a second one a few months after that.
I myself am applying for a vacation work program in ExxonMobil.
If that's not working out, I have plan B: a guaranteed vac work for an international mining company or, an offshore survey work. I worked with the latter last summer. Both of these companies are located in Indonesia.
Plan C: Play Medieval2TotalWar all summer long. Fancy.
My ego-raising statements aside, I do have some un-egoistical things to talk about for this entry (well, maybe not that un-egoistical, I mean, people are ego monsters. Hungry, ego monsters)
- I have this bad habit. I like to read when I'm eating. My parents would constantly egg me for this, but I think lately they've given up. Anyway, since I was able to read.. and that was a long time ago, I assure you, I've been reading in the dinner table. It started from Doraemon to magazines and novels. I like reading novels. Mostly I read non-fiction.
So I was eating my dinner, right, and I was just finishing up on a little book called "Confession of an Economic Hitman". This is probably one of those books that everyone must have read by now.
Like the Da Vinci Code. Yawn.
Confession is a great book. The first few chapters are about all the glamor and success stories in being an economic hitman. It will make you want to be an EHM. I mean, it certainly had that effect on me. Subliminally, it was like: "Go join MAIN, Putra. Be an EHM. Muahahaha". The rest of the book puts everything into perspective, i.e. how EHM are letting major corporations screw developing countries (e.g Indonesia).
You'll think that by this time, I would've gone pariah and started hating EHMs for their evil ways. And, you know, start being anti-corporate, and start wearing t-shirts that proclaim my hatred against the G8 and the leaders of Military Industrial Complex. Or whatever.
But no. I think I'd like it being an EHM. Maybe it's because this is coming from a student who will do anything to get an extra few bucks to pay off his new digicam. Or maybe because I'm greedy. Or maybe everyone is greedy. Maybe we were born as greedy, evil..babies. Hmm.
Ok, think of it this way: Say, I am an anti free trade activist (I'm not). I organise huge rallies, and I am in the process of writing a book on why free trade is bad. One night, I woke up with cold, cold sweat, and my hippie-wife asked me a question: "Is everything fine?". "Yes, dear. Everything's fine", I said. Little does she know that I can't, I can't, wait until my book is published. Because I need the money to feed my family. 2 months later, my book is released to high acclaim. So I started writing again, to get more money. Why am I doing this? Even though my viewpoints conflict directly with the concepts of consumerism and capitalism and all those Cs, I still want to earn extra money.
Everyone was born a consumer.
Back to topic: Yes, I want to be an EHM. Slightly out of topic, if anyone ask me what my dream job is, I would say: "Kayak Pak Harto". I am one twisted fuck. Kiss my ring. Muahaha.
- I borrowed Tommy's tripod so I can capture better low-light image. I took these photos (and the one at the start of the entry) at the Yarra.
As you can see, I like Ferris wheels. And bright, bright lights. Man, tripod rules. It so owned holding a camera with your hand, even though it's 10 degrees outside and you're struggling to hold it steady for more than 5 seconds. Hell, I am so getting a tripod (for myself, I have to give this back eventually)
So anyway, I gotta go. Thanks for reading.
Btw, guys (and when I said 'guys', I mean 'males'), check this out. Just watch any of her vlogs. Rawr.
Putra
Playlist: John Mayer, Living Color, DragonForce
3 comments:
OMFG hahaha i also read when i'm eating! When i was small my father always scolded me for that. But then as I grew up, now he asks me whether i need something to read or even sometimes give me without saying anything! hahahah
lol. rly? my dad gave up a long time ago.
that means he gave up la... hahahhaa
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